Author Archives: Taline Voskeritchian

About Taline Voskeritchian

Writing teacher at Boston University; translator (from Arabic and Armenian); prose writer; occasional editor; incurable wanderer.

“Empire, Nation, Diaspora: Recovering the Voices of Vahé and Hagop Oshagan” at the MLA International Symposium, Lisbon, July 23-25.

Posted on August 14, 2019

Lisbon was recently the site of two important events related to the literature of the Armenian diaspora. The first was a panel that convened at the International Symposium of the Modern Language Association (MLA), the major professional association for scholars … Continue reading →

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Anahide Ter Minassian:by way of a tribute

Posted on February 13, 2019

Anahid Ter Minassian (1929-2019): By way of a tribute Some deaths are trascendant; they point to something larger beyond the individual life. The death of Anahide Ter Minassian–in whom the historian, the person of action, and the tender nurturer cohabited … Continue reading →

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On Armenia-diaspora relations

Posted on August 8, 2018

~Here is the article I wrote for “Hetq” on the recent visit of the new diaspora minister, Mkhitar Hayrapetyan, to Boston.  ~ Bridging the Divide: Diaspora Minister Hayrapetyan Promises Restart, but Core Issues Remain   10:12, August 8, 2018 By … Continue reading →

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A Mother’s Love (for futbol)

Posted on June 28, 2018

My mother’s love for futbol and the World Cup was boundless, timeless, and shameless. It crossed continents and generations; it brought us all together in enthusiasm and sometimes in disappointment; it created a kind of goofy, wild joy that was … Continue reading →

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If you were not the rain…

Posted on December 9, 2017

“If you were not the rain, my love, then be the tree Saturated and bountiful, be the tree. And if you were not the tree, my love, then be the stone Saturated and moist,  be the stone. And if you … Continue reading →

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The awe of Ararat…

Posted on November 23, 2017

~~It rained all day yesterday in Yerevan, a light drizzle but raw to the bone. At night, the weather turned beautiful, foretelling, I hoped, of the day to come, sunny and crisp and alive. This morning, Ararat is a shimmer … Continue reading →

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An evening of 4 Peleshian films, November 15, in Yerevan

Posted on November 12, 2017

Four films by Ardavazd Peleshian will be screened on November  15, 2017 at Silk Road Hotel, hosted by Folk Arts HUB Foundation.  The films are Mountain Patrol, Inhabitants,  Seasons of the Year, and two very-shorts from the early 1990s, Life … Continue reading →

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