Akram Aylisli’s Farewell, Aylis: A Non-Traditional Novel in Three Works was recently published by Academic Studies Press. Katherine E. Young, who translated the novel from the Russian,…

References and Further Reading Alves, Miriam.Mulher Mat(r)iz. Belo Horizonte: Nandyala, 2011.Alves, Miriam. Entrevista. Duke, Dawn (Org.). A escritora afro-brasileira: ativismo e arte literária.…

My reticence and my incompetence troubled me more than my appearance, but most intolerable was my unluckiness.

What these authors share, as insiders to the Japanese language, is a firsthand perspective on a culture whose monoethnic self-image often excludes them by default.

Even after the credits stopped rolling and the blue government warning turned into a blizzard of static, Katsuya kept staring at the screen, a vague grin on his face.

They were the hands of someone who had never heard of hand cream.

If the literature of a country with the second largest black population worldwide (only Nigeria has a larger black population) does not include that population in its literature, one must ask which Brazil we’re speaking of when we speak of Brazilian…

Politicians know I’m a poet. And that poets face death when their people are oppressed.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Ignorance is a kind of blindness.”

According to Barreto himself, the aim of his crusade was to produce a type of literature that he defined as “militante,” engaging with the society’s most pressing issues and communicating these issues to a wider audience in accessible language.

She was furious! She grew silent again, went upstairs, and searched the nightstand. The pistol was there.

A Black man is always somebody's Black man.

Time, lord of the hours / reigns sovereign

It certainly feels true that all roads lead to Rome and, to that end, Rome is forever a city of outsiders. In one fashion or another, it absorbs us all. But those same famous roads, built centuries ago, also lead away from Rome.

Each month, Tobias Carroll shares a handful of recently released or forthcoming titles in translation that he’s especially excited about.From Semiotext(e) | Seasonal Associate by Heike Geissler,…

Danish poet Ursula Andkjær Olsen’s Third-Millennium Heart (Action Books, 2018), translated by Katrine Øgaard Jensen, received the 2018 National Translation Award for Poetry. Ursula…

Two literary trends have emerged in the last ten years in Argentina. The first is the rereading and reissuing of classics by local writers, such as Silvina Ocampo, Alejandra Pizarnik, Sara Gallardo, Olga…

Eliza Vitri Handayani reports from the Ubud Writers & Readers Festival, which occurred October 24–28 in Ubud, Bali.This year is the fifteenth anniversary of the Ubud Writers & Readers Festival…

“But there’s no one who doesn’t know Sadai Sadygly. You see, no one else in the world has played Hamlet, Othello, Aidyn, and Kefli Iskender like he has.”

Renowned translator Anton Hur offers insights into the challenges facing literary translators and tips for navigating “the Valley.”

People always talk about whether the place one returns to is the same as or different than the place one left. To be able to return to a place implies an inevitable second or third departure. Gradually, one is also invited to reflect on departure and…

WWB contributing writer Francesca Pellas spoke with Italian writer Paolo Cognetti about his novel The Eight Mountains, translated by Simon Carnell and Erica Segre and published this year by Atria Books.…

­The Naked Woman is out today with the Feminist Press. When it was originally published in 1950, critics doubted a woman writer could be responsible for its shocking erotic content. In Armonía…

WWB’s Translator Relay features an interview with a different translator every other month. The current month’s translator will choose the next interviewee, adding a different, sixth question.…

Silence, among Vietnamese authors, seems to have become a compelling tradition.

The clown had put the platter of coke on his head, like a waiter carrying a tray.

It's vile to disregard somebody's sense of aesthetics just because they're dead.

Gabrielle Sauriol lies in the Pacific Ocean now.

And I neither want nor can forget what I once felt from your gaze.

The passion and blind devotion are no longer. The ending is near.