Happy National Translation Month! Feeling the transience of poetry--the way it can slip through our fingers--in EVERYTHING HAPPENS by Dominique Fourcade translated from french by Stacy Doris from The Post-Apollo Press. "Ten years but then in a second, the second that the words 'everything happens' last, this poetics exposes itself to me with the greatest openness. In the form of vertigo. Naked. A very precise second. Where would I be had I not missed the two earlier occasions? Probably nowhere, because poetry is also made, criminally, of missed opportunities, of warnings whose shots we hear only much later; in shirt, I have to admit, of a fatal inattention. Woven from a series of setbacks." #NTM2018 #translatemonth2018 https://www.instagram.com/p/BnpHqkIFMDB/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1u8cjiidzpwfc
