An Immigrant's Reactor For The Arts
A magazine for the driven out, the exiled, and anyone who's had to find or make a new home for themselves
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We’re entering an age when more people than ever become victims of forced displacement. We must expand our circle of empathy and develop a deeper sense of trust – without which there will be no shared reality. Art is the universal thread that weaves together a patchwork of voices beyond time and borders. If the world’s a house, art is the force that keeps it from collapsing on itself.
/ Poetry
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Exilé Sans Frontières
Summer 2022 issue
Summer 2022 issue
Five By Christina PughEvery pin is a tender path. / Every arrow begins to sew. / The skin, not the mind, creates the soul ...
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Bird Calendar (Earth List), Kate FaganEastern koel / January companion / in the vertical air // Sulphur-crested cockatoo / February rises like / a burning mantle ...
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Two By Iduna PaalmanIn the city of survivors everything’s put into words / schematically. Sign plates under house numbers / record how much violence has been done, which attempts failed ...
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Three By Amanda AuerbachThere is no wrong way / get into, just press it. Back of keyboard becomes / dirt ground, press to / become a foot and see the dirt disturbed come up / on outer edge of sneaker foot, / you have to picture it to feel ...
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Pavlov's Dogs, Brian CulhaneIn the midst of his famed experiments / (buzzer or tuning fork, food, salivation), / the Neva one night overflowed its banks / and the basement lab filled with icy water / as Pavlov’s dogs fruitlessly sought escape ...
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In Conversation With . . .
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Two By Marie Lundquist (tr. Kristina Andersson Bicher)I go out into the woods. Surrounded by / wooden idols, I recognize myself. / Man’s origins are wood. / That’s where the thirst comes from.
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Three By Kellam AyresWhy hadn’t I noticed it before, / the protrusion below his shoulder? / My fingers press into the nub, / move up and down over the raised bone, / my palm grazing the spot above his heart ...
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Three By Jacqueline Kolosovwhite as the tundra / swan magnificent— / into un- tethered sky / we plunge / tempestuous visions / fledge into birds ...
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Doubling Back, Pippa Goldschmidt
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Homeric Hymn to Helios, tr. Fortunato Salazara green fish in a green sea / a green fish in the shape / of a rhombus .inconspicuous ...
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Broken Words, Barrett AhnShakes hand shakes head / long journey before words out of mouth / (use hands and eyes to convey meaning / wave around / gesture frantically / be emphatic on the tones I know) ...
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The Inside Twitch, Robert OkajiOf leaving: nothing ever lasts / but odd habits and those rancid / bits of love’s lonely power grid / held hostage ...
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A Poem By Fernando PessoaEverything’s as sharp as a sunflower in my eyes. / I’m used to walking the roads / Looking left and right / And sometimes looking back ...
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Focus On Sacha Rusanu Carden
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So I Am Little, Hasham KhalidAnd madness is like a discus / bolting and tearing the space with burgeoning circumference ...
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