He sees an opportunity, creates a network of support for it, and makes something transformative happen.

You came up the stairs of the Haghani subway station, and with you the life of the whole nation of Iran came up its throat, leaving its body.

With canine relish and human shame, I’d rather sniff than taste.

Jaime Huenún Villa remembers his Huilliche-Mapuche ancestors and their wise way of being in the territory.

There’s a Tibetan saying that an old man’s country is like an old bird’s nest.

Words Without Borders is pleased to announce the election of three new members to its Board of Directors this spring: Agnes Ahlander Turner, Merve Emre, and Enid Prasad.

Adriana Paredes Pinda considers the power and implications of writing, what it means to exist between languages, and the lasting effects of colonialism on the Mapuche people.

WWB's annual award for the promotion of international literature will go to Daniel Hahn this year.

Daniela Catrileo reaffirms the existence of Mapuche literature—historically considered static or even nonexistent—as a vital, diverse, and growing body of work.

She was golden. As was her writing, which will live on forever.

Liliana Ancalao honors her Mapuche identity and records the violence the state committed against her people in the Conquest of the Desert and Occupation of Araucanía, violence that continues to this day.

Liliana Ancalao and Elisa Taber discuss the genocide of the Mapuche people, and how Mapuche writing both stitches together that open wound and recognizes the historical and cultural continuity of this people.

For translators from under-represented languages like ours, the act of translation can also be a mode of recovery and reclamation.

There was not one single woman present in any of the stadiums I had attended during any of my teams’ matches.

Every night I wake up several times. I have nightmares of executions.

For a while now, I’ve stopped pulling up my scarf to cover my hair when I pass by the guards.

Because I fear for my family whose faces I only know from albums

I have been opening this book since 2018 and over the years, I have become many different readers.

You might not believe this, but in that little autumn prison courtyard, the dogs and humans are grieving together, wishing for freedom together.

Translation, an obsessive interpretive art in which the boundaries between guest and host are tenderly and strenuously unstable, is my constant companion while I learn what it means to build a life in a country and culture different from the one I was…

Every time I write something in English, I’ve been left feeling guilty, as if I had betrayed someone.

The boy lay down in the middle of the street. All alone.

I thought about the eyes of the girl standing tall with her cut hair. Suddenly, the sun rose.

He needed a phone more than anyone in our prison ward.

Fiction came to us from the West. Creativity did not.

For Sámi literature to continue playing its essential role in our culture and to expand its benefits, we need more writers, readers, and translators, which is impossible without support—both financially and through the education system.

Languages are particularly challenging to exhibit physically in museums—how then to tell the story of our most precious forms of intangible cultural heritage in a tangible form?

The children ask where they are going. They, too, have begun to grasp that they are not heading home.

When we celebrate the increasing visibility of translation, we should also ask about what languages and literatures—and, consequently, what human experiences—are afforded visibility.

In 2014, translating Uyghur knowledge into English felt like a subversive act in itself.

Reading Roth’s Berlin miniatures, a sense of the dynamic between sociability and justice feels essential to the urban experience.

Empire made English my mother tongue—and the only one I have any real dominion over.

In English, Hindi, and Bangla—the languages I use daily—we spoke only of death and distress.

Cristina Pérez Díaz writes about four Puerto Rican poets whose work operates in the constructions of queer bodies and of the nation.

I like to imagine that, in this defining moment, as my grandfather struggled with the dead man’s sinews, he was able to calm his rage for a moment and laugh.

Hypocrite that I am, I never acknowledged my true self out of cowardice, out of fear of being misunderstood, and, more than anything else, because I thought if they knew what I was, they’d despise me.

Home is an ever-changing aspiration, not a truth or guarantee.

The transworld was so beautiful, so vast! There was so much to explore!

Anything audible can be remembered.

He was as cool as ice, the blue-eyed motherfucker even offered us a drink.

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.

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.

The microphones of Radio Antenna Capri are rapt witnesses to a minor page of modern history—even if the chapter of history in question is the saga of the Neapolitan gasconade, not the annals of the pop beat.

It is all the more disturbing, then, that neither Gyllenhaal in her interviews nor the film’s end credits or press kit makes any mention of the translator whose work was the basis for the script: Ann Goldstein.

Despite this recent wave of SFT, there are still a number of barriers preventing more of it from going mainstream in the Anglophone world.

We highlight 9 writers working in their heritage languages, from Galician and Cebuano to Guaraní and Kaaps.

While some of this writing engages directly with the country's history of armed conflict with Russia, the majority addresses more quotidian themes.

WWB Campus presents a collection of Korean literature and accompanying resources for high school and college classrooms.

Some of the animals here possess the power of speech, deploying it to often subversive ends.

Words Without Borders is pleased to announce the election of acclaimed author Calvin Baker to its Board of Directors. “I am a great admirer of Calvin’s writing. A brilliant writer…

Today, a young writer working in Spanish arrives in New York City to find no shortage of role models.