— Crayon-coloured laser printout by Kismet Rakha
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Robin Moger Translates Ahmad Yamani
Tomorrow the village market day
I will go to the spring
where you slip away to fill your jar
everyone at the market and me by the tree
we maintain twenty metres no more no less
and this before you catch on a stone or two
and before a foot slips and a jar slips
leaving me ahead
on our way to the spring again
by twenty metres and a slight smile.
Pauls Toutonghi: The Gospel of Judas

Caravaggio’s “The Taking of Christ”. Source: newyorker.com
He is arrogant.
Like a Jerusalem oak—growing in the most narrow fissure, the most meager soil—that was his arrogance, at first. There was almost nothing to feed it. It was thin and pale and stood apart from the vast landscape of him—a few dry green leaves that were, at most, a distraction, a distraction from that great and beautiful emptiness. Because that’s what was most remarkable about him—that emptiness—vast and open and almost unimaginable.