In the current environment of relentless political strife . . . debate deteriorates into name-calling; partisans morph into zealots, complex issues are reduced to binary terms, and hostility seethes just beneath the surface.

This demonstrates how overwhelmingly crude his rhetoric is.

I was convinced that I really had caused the death of the one I loved most.

The men pull dollar bills out of their pockets and throw them at the women’s heads.

Most massacres occurred after Friday prayers.

He tossed and turned in his bed, trying to wrest those hours from his memory.

There were a lot of weapons being brandished, a lot of threats being shouted, and there was a lot of waiting around. The intifada uprising shifted from the streets onto the TV.

“It wasn’t a civil war. It was a rebellion.”

Everyone knew that the way to become a revolutionary was through the Chinese language and not Tibetan.

“They shoot them right outside their front door and then send their folks a bill for the bullets.”

Those are things you mustn't ask questions about. Some people get sad.

They'd take the girls to the hills for three or five days.

I was bound. I was a registered piece of inventory. I was a liability. I wasn’t going anywhere.

Words Without Borders is pleased to announce the election of Kalpana Raina to its board of directors.“Kalpana brings a deep connection to international literature, expertise in global…

If each city is like a game of chess, the day when I have learned the rules, I shall finally possess my empire, even if I shall never succeed in knowing all the cities it contains.—Italo Calvino,…

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Igiaba Scego’s Adua, translated by Jamie Richards, is out now from New Vessel Press. Adua emigrates from Somalia to Italy to escape an oppressive regime, and dreams of becoming a film star. After…

Independent publishers Peter Owen and Istros Books have launched an intriguing new series in their bid to bring contemporary literature from around the world to English readers. Sam Oates, assistant…

Congratulations to longtime Words Without Borders contributor Jessica Cohen, who has been awarded the 2017 Man Booker International Prize, along with David Grossman, for the translation of A…

The people are the best part of the city.

Eric M. B. Becker speaks with Paul Binding about his translation of Hans Christian Andersen’s The Ice Virgin (Angel Classics, 2016; The Overlook Press, 2017). Binding’s is the…

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Words Without Borders partnered with Slice Literary to produce an International Exquisite Corpse story, written by five writer/translator teams from around the world. Below is the resulting story…

When my in-laws occasionally make the trip from rural China to visit us in Beijing, they find my behavior around the house an endless source of fascination. My brother-in-law once found the sight of a…

When the thunder of guns tears out the tongue from the nightingale

Are they more beautiful than me?

In this troubling context, the need for portrayals of queer lives around the world becomes even more urgent.

Hyacinth! Lift your head your head from within the mud

You kindled hope in me. Now fill my cups.