Je Suis Un Pied Noir

By Alexandra Baff 1835 I still don’t understand why we had to leave. Why would anyone want to leave the sunny, beautiful, majestic south of France?  As we arrive in Algeria, into a city called Oran, I recall my tedious journey by boat. My mother and father constantly reassured me that this would be an … Continue reading Je Suis Un Pied Noir

The Untranslatable: Empêchement

By Thomas Page This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem.   Everyone expects the weekend to mean something more than the week Because we are not bound to the rock of the workplace That … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Empêchement