Author Archives: dianeosiris

Rue Chabot, 31 octobre 1987 Rayon chaud d’automne Une dame au chapeau rouge rue Mont-Royal L’enfance soudain Je me souviens du feutre au temps de Pâques ou de la paille À cet angle précis une odeur La mémoire est dans l’instant l’éternité une saveur Osiris 29, 1989

Street Songs Translated from the Polish by Andrew Gorski I had something to say The doors were thrown wide open In my sleep I laughed out loud and shouted and all the words lapsed into dream. I had something to take note of that no one else could see I walked out onto the streetContinue reading “Piotr Sommer”

ONCE MORE IN ASSISI Sun behind the poppies, the evening has torches. A swallow seeks night and a straw softened rafter, a temporal motion, a gesture given by ancestors who flew and touched with their shadows, before scissors and cutting Chiara’s blonde hair. Osiris 18, 1984

Chocs obscurs Le souvenir de nos paysages ne sauvera pas la beauté du monde quand le dernier soleil sera parti demaingare désertéesous les caméras de surveillance en suspensattendant que la traversentdes voyageurs en route vers un ailleurs inimaginable ou couloir aux portes numérotéespour des errants assignés à résidence Osiris 72

Translated from the Romanian by Adam J. Sorkin & Irma Giannetti The Fire Tower After the candles too forsake uslike a lantern built step by step the earth will suddenly glowunhoped-for diamond souls will wander without shadowsthey will seek one another without their knees shaking. Icons banishedthe shape of memory burned away a star willContinue reading “Denisa Comănescu”

Translated from the Romanian by Adam J. Sorkin & Carmen Firan CONSPIRACY as soon as I turn my gazeflowers bloomnuns throw off their habits and cowlsand raise their eyes to the sky as if everything’s there the river shrugs out of its channellarvae dress in iridescent butterfly wingsso as to confound our expectationsneglected objects withdrawContinue reading “Carmen Firan”

LA COSTRUZIONE Definisco il tuo profilousando meticolose misurazioni gradi in scala di passionea fine lavorazione ti ritrovo forse com’eri, forse come sei dopo la lenta determinazione OSIRIS 64

Translated from the Norwegian by Robert Hedin & the author RETIRED PRIVATE DETECTIVE He could hear this sound deep inside himself, a munching sound, like someone gnawing on a leg bone. He suspects his ex-wife, then his neighbor. A few months later he begins to limp. Maybe the limp was planted there. He moves toContinue reading “Dag T. Straumsvåg”

A BEAUTIFUL OVAL My voice is quiet, with a single birdas its companion, somewhere in the tree, here in the wind, altogether lostin the forest with the dreams of oaksand beetles, bark and wounded cedars. And here one sees the silence the moon sinks into its caves and craters,its gouged-out skin with a reptile’s surfaceContinue reading “Leonard Cirino”

Winter Oasis It is snowing violently behind my eyes as I try to sleep, out there the dancing prairie falcon is pressed into the ground, the bright hawk flamboyant as a kite in the sun turns raven against the clouds and the solitaire, a grey ghost peers through the French windows to see me passContinue reading “Nathaniel Tarn”