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Using a Payphone (a text of Philippe Delerm translated by Vadim Bystritski)

It begins as a series of cumbersome material constraints: a heavy hypocrite door that one never knows how to treat: should it be pushed and then pulled or first pulled and then pushed? 787 more words

Contemporary French Poetry

The First Mouthful of Beer (a text of Philippe Delerm translated by Vadim Bystritski)

The first mouthful of beer is the only one that matters. The others, dragged out and more anodyne, are but a lukewarm, wishy-washy and wasteful abundance. 608 more words

Contemporary French Poetry

Cinema (a text of Philippe Delerm translated by Vadim Bystritski)

We should refrain from calling it going out when we go to the movies. After all, we are barely with someone when we are in a movie theater. 781 more words

Contemporary French Poetry

Diving into a Kaleidoscope (a text of Philippe Delerm translated by Vadim Bystritski)

We dive into a Japanese room of mirrors, we discover secret partitions, we taste light imprisoned inside a stifling cardboard cylinder. The shadow theater of mystery, the  stripped backstage of illumination, the dark-ice walls are exposed. 944 more words

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The Morning Newspaper (a text of Philippe Delerm translated by Vadim Bystritski)

It is both a luxury and paradox trying to communicate with the world on a perfectly peaceful morning, surrounded by the aroma of coffee. Granted, inside the newspaper there are all sorts of horrors, wars and accidents. 763 more words

Contemporary French Poetry

Drinking a Small Glass of Porto (a text of Philippe Delerm translated by Vadim Bystritski)

Right away, it starts as a hypocrisy, “A small Porto?” We answer a bit hesitantly with exceptional consideration. Certainly, nobody wants to pass for a killjoy, refusing a generous offer. 576 more words

Contemporary French Poetry