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APEL ZA MIR U REGIJI

Mi, članovi i članice Međunarodnog PEN centra, pisci i spisateljice s prostora bivše Jugoslavije, upozoravamo svjetsku javnost na jasnu i neposrednu opasnost od ratnih sukoba na teritoriji Zapadnog Balkana. Godinama unazad agresivni narativi srpskih nacionalista, pomognutih od režima u Beogradu i dijela sveštenstva SPC, destabilizuju region, prije svega Bosnu i Hercegovinu, Crnu Goru i Kosovo. S…

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Elítéli a Soros-ellenes kampányt a Nemzetközi PEN

Jennifer Clement amerikai-mexikói írónő könyve Elveszett lányok országa címmel két éve jelent meg magyarul a Libri Könyvkiadó gondozásában.

Jennifer most a Nemzetközi PEN elnöke.

http://www.pen-international.org/newsitems/hungary-end-hateful-rhetoric-and-attacks-against-rights-groups/

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My friends the ministers

my friends the ministers

oh, we always call them

THUS

they crack their fingers

they get lost in their thoughts

they get lost in their past

WHEN THEY WERE

EXCELLENCIES

men who were not approached

men who were not perceived

men who were not intimate

WHEN THEY WERE

EXCELLENCIES

as they relive the past

as they remind themselves of the past

as they throw themselves again into the past

WHEN THEY WERE

EXCELLENCIES

my friends the ministers

oh, we always call them

THUS

LIKE WHEN

THEY WERE

EXCELLENCIES

and then they confess to me into the hollow of my ear

you the cursed protester

that we hated that we

persecuted that we sent

sniggering to his death

a nauseating cockroach on our dishes

a sewer rat defecating on our

happiness

jealous and embittered before God

a scoundrel unable to do anything but

slander

O WRITER

YOU WERE RIGHT

Translated from French by Darius Sobhani

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My throat, unable to speak, will die For the sounds of my homeland. My ancestors’ patter will vanish Like water into sand. I am a storyteller of immortality In Semitic and Etruscan tongues; I am the dust of Turkic dialects Writing in Russian. Many lives’ twisted fates Are lost inside me, mourning, And I myself am a naked tangle of nerves Pulsating with verses.

My Throat Will Die, by poet and journalist Aron Atabek, sentenced to two years’ solitary confinement in a maximum security jail – 1,600km away from his family – for writing The Heart of Eurasia, a book that fiercely criticised President Nursultan Nazarbayev. After international campaigns, he was moved out of solitary confinement, but his prison conditions remain harsh. Write a message of support to Aron Atabek!

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Martin Tucker Writings

My friend, the writer Josephine Pullein-Thompson died a week ago. She was a great spirit whose books had a large readership in England among adolescent girls with a fancy for ponies. As sickness dogged her later in life, she exhibited a kind of pony spirit--always running even when she felt like limping, always limping even when she felt like falling down. My friend, the former Administrative Secretary of International PEN, Elizabeth Paterson, has written a piece to be delivered at her memorial service in which Josephine's indomitable spirit is recalled throughout her long career both in English PEN and as a writer whose books will have the last horse laugh.

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