Public Republic

Roger Conner Jr. Photo: HippieDude Two of my dear friends and I attended a memorable concert by Dar Williams and her guest opening artist, Katie Herzig at the Clifton Center in Louisville, KY on Sunday evening, Nov. 23, 2008. We left the Eifler Theatre pleased, carrying with us a feeling of artsy and poetic fun […]

Joan Gumbs Photo: laurenmanning I see them everyday – the Jamaican wanna-be’s. They walk around dressed in dreads, they smoke ganja (calling it marijuana), they play dancehall music (at ear-bursting decibels), and they’re “close friends” with Bob Marley. A few months ago I was walking in Manhattan when I was approached by one of these […]

Claudia Bierschenk Photo: sheilatostes My shadow char coaled on wet pavement November breeze shivers leaves

Eva Stelmach I sent my application form to the hospital in Lisbon, but I had no hope of approval. I was a medical student and I wanted to have my summer internship there. I knew this could be an unforgettable experience. It turned out that in June, I would spend 3 months in Portugal – […]

Interview with Artist Iliana Ivanova by Natalia Nikolaeva After having presented a small virtual exhibition with paintings of the young artist Iliana Ivanova, I suggest that we try to see in my interview with her, her point of view about art and the meaning painting has in her life.

Chris Mattingly Photo: brainsik I mixed a pinch of your ashes With ground coffee & brewed them in my French Press.

Vanya Nikolaeva Photo: trialsanderrors Today is almost gone. Tomorrow knocks on the solid door And last minutes of the present Meet the impatient future.

Valentin Krustev Photo: Gaetan Lee For William Meredith I enter slowly, woo the consonants. The vowels are vexed at my approach. But I go on, determined and debauched, Until they start to melt like lustful nuns. Then I retreat, retrieving Os and As, And Us, and Es, and Is, and Ys, before I reunite them […]

Milena Kirova Photo: wonderlane During the last three decades we have been witnessing an unprecedented rise of attention to the literary specifics of the biblical text. Teaching the Bible as literature has turned into a constant presence in the undergraduate and the postgraduate schedules of most universities in Western Europe and in the United States. […]

M. J. Iuppa Photo: sa_ku_ra I set my desire in a cup and the cup into the sink full of suds, and it sinks to the bottom unseen, with mismatched plates and serrated knives coated in butter and crumbs left to soak. . .

Katherine Van Hook Gulley Photo: Wolfgang Staudt The long lost earth of centuries, connects me to each atom, on the banks of the Clinch River, where once sweet honeysuckle dripped on my lips, as I ran naked and free. I followed the hills where they lead, and ate of the land what it gave.

Iliana Ivanova, virtual exhibit, part I What impressed me most in the paintings of artist Iliana Ilieva is that each image has its own self and dynamics. To me, her artwork are not just an artist’s sharing and self expression, but also an echo, a resonance, an emotion reaching for viewers to involve them in […]

Denitsa Dilova-Markova Photo: movimente On September 18th, sitting on a park bench, Polly saw a woman in a very beautiful dress. “Wow, I would look so good in that dress,” she said to herself. Her thought flew off and floated around. At the same time, scientists made a final decision to crash one neutrino into […]

Jill Kelly Koren Photo: angela7dreams Today we locked my grandpa out of the house To keep him from bothering my mother about The cookies baking; it made me feel a louse To tell a grown man to get out, go out With Paul, your son, out working on the farm.

Theo Edmonds Photo: dawnzy58 I will stay and work here only until the grapes have grown on the vine. The vineyard at harvest is much too violent. Manipulating – The beauty of the liquid nothingness As the wounded water flows hard from their snake-mouthed moan.

Jude Lally Photo: betsssssy live up this freedom lay it all on the line liquidate the things that matter most leave everything behind

Sonja de Vries Photo: kyle simourd I can still feel the bicycle beneath me carrying me through rain slick streets past soldiers, trash piled high, hacked up furniture, stumps of trees every bit of wood in the city burning. I was fifteen, my pants hung down low like they do now for fashion.

Maryanne Hannan Photo: Maryanne Hannan Stuffed in the back corner of our closet in a crumpled bag under graying sheets– Where are the lost places?

Roza Boyanova Photo: lepiaf.geo           in my son’s bed. An afternoon nap in my father’s worn smooth sandals I walk      on the keys           of wonderment. Translated from Bulgarian by Valentin Krustev

Katerina Stoykova-Klemer Photo: RatRanch Scientific articles typically fall into one of two categories. They are either pseudo-scientific pieces that, in order to be accessible to the general reader, have been uncomplicated to the point that the scientific value has been diminished; or, they are dense with information and specific terminology, but unreadable by all but […]