Algeria

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Anna

By Samira Negrouche

your mother like Mecca is a promised land—you must go there only once

Translated from French by Marilyn Hacker

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“I Write in French to Tell the French I Am Not French”: Algerian Francophone Poetry

By Marilyn Hacker

Algerian Francophone poetry was largely outside, and in contrast to, the post-World War II movement in French poetry of disengagement from political causes.

A shadowy orange canyon with twisting rock formations

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In the Shadow of Grenada

By Samira Negrouche

She tells me not to be / a holy land / or a mine of tenderness

Translated from French by Marilyn Hacker

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Celebration of the Absent One

By Habib Tengour

The father’s house is a living language/ Open to guests passing through

Translated from French by Marilyn Hacker

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The Tartar from the Kremlin

By Habib Tengour

This particular Tartar is unbeatable at cards/ Except for whist (not a game for Tartars)

Translated from French by Marilyn Hacker

From “The Night Inside”

By Djamal Amrani

The slumber at the edge/ of my well of fever

Translated from French by Marilyn Hacker

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Beneath a Pile of Rubble

By Djamal Amrani

Because death is stronger than hunger

Translated from French by Marilyn Hacker

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Minus One

By Samira Negrouche

I would like/ in a faraway language/ to tell you what I don’t/ understand

Translated from French by Marilyn Hacker

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Recalculating the Hexagon: The New French Literature

By Susan Harris

These writers have migrated geographically and, in some cases, linguistically.

from “The Eagle”

By Aziz Chouaki

Boulevard Barbès, Rochechouart, like a film clip, Arabs, blacks, half-whites.

Translated from French by Lulu Norman

from “Muslim: A Novel”

By Zahia Rahmani

I was the daughter of a tainted man.

Translated from French by Lara Vergnaud

People Behaving Badly

By Susan Harris

Many greet the clean slate of a new year by pledging to chalk up only virtue and moderation.

Breathtaking View

By Jean-Marie Blas de Roblès

A proponent of “lean management,” Wang-li Wong works to streamline activity within his company.

Translated from French by Hannah Chute

There Is No Map: The New Italian(s)

By Alta L. Price

Who is Italian, what is the Italian language, and who deserves to write in it?

Cous Cous Klan

By Tahar Lamri

I leave to my parents their portable country, so magnificent in their memory and in the stories they tell.

Translated from Italian by Robert Elliot

The Queer Issue V: Impressions from a Passing Train

By Rohan Kamicheril

The appeal of the Queer Issue is in seeing that great ambition writ small, in discovering the swarm of details and experience that cohere into the big picture of world writing.

from “Spring”

By Rachid Boudjedra

In fact, Teldj no longer felt anything at all. She only pretended to. She only thought about Algeria.

Translated from French by André Naffis-Sahely

Jeanine

By Matthias Picard

That night, it was a Ford that stopped.

Translated by Edward Gauvin

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Algeria

Anna

PEN International Celebrates 100 Years

Treasures

Time-Travelers, Fisherwomen, and Sleuths: Arabic Young Adult Literature

Black Saturday

“I Write in French to Tell the French I Am Not French”: Algerian Francophone Poetry

In the Shadow of Grenada

Celebration of the Absent One

The Tartar from the Kremlin

From “The Night Inside”

Beneath a Pile of Rubble

Minus One

Recalculating the Hexagon: The New French Literature

from “The Eagle”

from “Muslim: A Novel”

People Behaving Badly

Breathtaking View

There Is No Map: The New Italian(s)

Cous Cous Klan

The Queer Issue V: Impressions from a Passing Train

from “Spring”

Jeanine