Anything audible can be remembered.

It’s because all we’ve been talking about these evenings are the old legends, and that’s what brought the fox here.

New Yorker critic Merve Emre and WWB Books Editor Adam Dalva talk about the 2022 International Booker Prize, recognition for translators, and her journey as a critic.

Homophobia is everywhere. I didn't realize I would grapple with it upon leaving Nigeria.

They stuffed these intoxicating little spheres into their mouths and kissed the juice off of the palms of their hands.

Two go-betweens working a corrupt legal system find themselves being recruited by a dangerous employer in this story from Fernanda Melchor's This Is Not Miami, nominated for the 2023 National Book Award for Translation.

We will need new maps as well as the courage and humor of travelers who won’t hesitate to stick their heads outside the sphere of the world-up-to-this-point, beyond the horizon of existing dictionaries and encyclopedias.

Join us Wednesday, June 8, at 6 PM ET as New Yorker critic Merve Emre talks with WWB Books Editor Adam Dalva about her journey as a critic and the2022 International Booker Prize. Registration is free.

Nearing its twentieth anniversary, the premier publication for international literature reimagines what is to come.

Which experiences have a greater influence on us—our successes, or the times when we've been hurt?

We couldn't be more excited about our new, state-of-the-art home for international literature.

Tobias Carroll recommends noteworthy new books translated from Tibetan, Vietnamese, Arabic, Russian, Spanish, and Croatian.

If there is one constant about this place, it is this, that the people on the move (here) all rely on a different set of lies to proceed with their truth(s).

I think that people rediscovered reading in that period of calm when everything was standing still, and no one could go out or do anything.

We must be careful not to equate the word echo with simple repetition, and it speaks to me personally, acutely, about what it means to shift from writer to translator and back again.

I knew I was born here and I would die here.

In the third scene we talk / motionless across a screen in the ether

then there’s the war / that flabby, shriveled, animal word “war”

Tobias Carroll recommends noteworthy new books translated from Ukrainian, Indonesian, Persian, Japanese, and Spanish.

Afterwards, heads of hushed army snipers / pop up on every rooftop.

Architectural gems crumble on street corners, shrouded in grit till they’re decreed too ugly to save.

San feels reassured that Namae’s body is as skinny and pathetic as her own.

One is drawn toward handwritten manuscripts because, unlike more mediated forms of writing (whether produced by typewriters, word processors, or automatic transcription tools), they alone retain the signs of hesitation.

There are many great Arabic children’s books that haven’t reached their young readers yet.

They may even throw us out of this village.

“second time I’ve lost my home,” she utters with hatred / “officially, this time”

Tobias Carroll recommends noteworthy new books translated from Arabic, Chinese, Danish, French, and Japanese.

Tempo, for instance: one drop every so often, always the exact same so often, like a time trial in a bicycle race.

In all these years that I’ve spent writing in English, I’ve always felt that my leaning toward literariness was informed by Malayalam.

A headband, you say? You’re ridiculous.