"The novel The Cry of Winnie Mandela by Njabulo S Ndebele explores the meaning of South Africa itself", writes associate professor Tonje Vold.

"You don't know fuckery / until you have been loved like Mandela." Read Koleka Putuma's poem.

"He might have passed for a Cupid, were it not for the long socks." Extract from a book by Maria Stepanova.

"I had read popular fiction and not Dostoevsky for a reason: to protect my unique genius." Read Gunnhild Øyehaug's humorous text.  

"Everyday returns after violence like the rain after droughts", Ramallah residents and authors Raja Shehadeh and Penny Johnson write in this dialogue-essay.

Festival author and dancer Tishani Doshi on the fearlessness required in both writing and dancing.

Read two poems from Niillas Holmberg's Nordic Council Literature Prize nominated collection Juolgevuođđu.