“Belt and Road” literary works: Poetry and literary criticism from Armenian poet Sona Van
Poetry: I AM THE ETERNAL SPIDER I am the eternal eight-legged spider my web stretches between the window and television screen ad infinitum between the hollow time of real and virtual deaths I can see everything from my center— a bud appeared on a branch a pop singer sang a familiar song on TV a woman gave birth to a son again a soldier exploded before the bud could fully open you first see the light then you hear the sound (the laws of nature never change unlike the laws of conscience) the light the sound the dust the shoes a mother screams and falls down the soil is an underground museum here is a soldier four centuries after death and here—only four hours after everything repeats identically . . . which means something must be wrong I am the eternal mourner in my four black veils my grandfather was killed by a Turk my father was killed by a German my son was killed by an Azeri and yesterday...