ARMENIAN POETRY PROJECT

but one Thursday without you i was dusting the – your super 8 nikon you left (and went) that sits on its shelf (when) our gladness yout...

rousse ou blonde s’avère la vamp du transilien de Gisors dans le matin ridé épiphénomène post café cartable lave-vaisselle encastrable ch...

D’après Gérard de Nerval il est un lieu pour qui je donnerais tout Andrew Wyeth et tout Edward Hopper un lieu très beau issant d’amour i...

let us speak of woes and wars and cherries in tears cling to Aegean cliffs of men and women let us speak and orchids nocturnal nod to the h...

Someday, when you are running to the train station, or when, you are strolling in the park, lazily, looking at the falling leaf, comin...

It is not beauty alone It is not the abundance of wealth It is not shared poverty It might grow on beaches It might give birth t...

Love Lure , a collection of Love Poems and Other Writings by Kevork Kalayjian, contains beautiful illustrations by his son, Aramazt Kalayjia...

Ա՜խ, ինչպէ՜ս կ՝ուզեմ տեսնել մեր հային Ազատ, ապահով, կրթեալ, ինքնագոհ, Ամէն հայի տուն՝ դրախտ երկնային ,,, Լոկ այդ բանն ինձնից չունզենա...

For Varujan Boghosian In this image of my friend’s studio, where curiosity runs the shop, and you can almost smell the nostalgic dust settli...

Լօլային Հայկ Նահապէտին պարտէզէն դուրս Լեզուս թաղեցի Հօրս պարտէզին մէջ, որպէսզի Ուժ տայ բնութեան , Որովհետեւ հոգիս լռութենէն ...

http://media.sas.upenn.edu/writershouse/podcasts/Kelly-Writers-House-Podcast_08_Djanikian.mp3 Click on the link to hear this outstanding p...

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This is how it used to be with him and his lover, she taught him a new song every morning, a different line with her head on the p...

Two days ago the sun caught me stealing light to illuminate a poem, demanded restitution, then reported me to Mother Nature who posted my...

The women share a secret, chattering until we enter their circle, giggling when they think we can’t see. We ask them for a hint but t...