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serious Clarence transparencies & other poems

By Steve Komarnyckyj.

serious Clarence transparencies

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Steve Komarnyckyj‘s literary translations and poems have appeared in Poetry Salzburg Review, The North, and Modern Poetry in Translation. His book of translations from the Ukrainian poet Pavlo Tychyna was published by Poetry Salzburg in 2011. His translation of Vasyl Shkliar’s Ukrainian novel Raven was published in April 2013 and a further translated novel, The Chocolates that Exploded, will be published by Anaphora in 2013. His next book of translated poetry, a selection of Ihor Pavlyuk’s verse, caught the eye of the 2012 by Nobel Laureate, Mo Yan who provided a comment for the cover. He runs Kalyna Language Press with his partner Susie and three domestic cats.

First published in 3:AM Magazine: Sunday, June 29th, 2014.