Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Alexander Makarov-Krotkov Translated from the Russian by Alex Cigale when my father died he was so light I could press him to my chest and hold him with one hand someone's cry either an infant's or a bird's distracted me when I turned back my father was gone he was so light 26.12.2008   Alexander Makarov-Krotkov was born in 1959 and first began publishing in the samizdat, and in 1989 in such immigrant journals as Continent and Mulleta (Paris). Since then, his poems have appeared in Yunost', Oktyabr', Druzhba Narodov, Arion, Poezia (Moscow), Chernovik (New Jersey), Vitrila (Kiev), and Strelets (Paris), and in such anthologies as Young Poetry '89, Time X (1989), Anthology of Russian Verse Libre (1991), Strophi Veka (1995), Samizdat Veka (1997), and Poetry of Silence (1999). His work has been translated into English (Ireland, United States, Sri Lanka), Croatian, Czech, Chuvash, French, Georgian, German (Germany, Switzerland), Hungarian, Polish, Serbian, Slovak, Spanish (Mexico), and Ukrainian. He is the author of seven books of poetry, most recently Furthermore-Everywhere (Moscow: Mosizdatinvest, 2007). He blogs on Live Journal. Next Poem
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