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Supermassive Snapshot
Our team was part of the global Event Horizon Telescope Collaboration…
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Psycho, Staged by Eric D. Lehman
Like it or not, the novel is no longer considered “sensationlistic trash,” and has been firmly established as part of literary history and culture now.
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Ed Simon: Poetry Without Poets
Despite its aesthetic proficiencies or deficiencies, A.I.-Wordsworth’s poem is not necessarily without meaning, even if it’s a message without a messenger.
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Eric D. Lehman: Sharing Stories at Kinlochard
We took a wrong turn in Aberfoyle. Instead of heading toward Loch Katrine, the home of Sir Walter Scott’s Lady of the Lake, my wife Amy and I headed along a sketchy broken road to Loch Ard.
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Heather Lang on Fiona Sampson and Sarah Morgan
Poet Fiona Sampson is a former career violinist, and, perhaps unsurprisingly, overt references to music appear in her work.
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GENTLEMEN OF THE PRESS

Though the twenty-four-hour news cycle has done much to stoke our contemporary ideological divides, the roots of this phenomenon can be situated centuries ago...
Read MoreThus Saith the Rhino

‘And’ is superfluous, omissible. Nowhere is this more apparent than in the regulated couplets of Tang poetry...
Read MoreRodeo Relationship

In Genesis 21:8, Abraham’s making a great feast. There’s lots of hamburgers. Oh, yeah. And spaghetti...
Read MoreThen Amy Died

Yes, I drank at the Hawley Arms and the Good Mixer in Camden, went to Trash, saw the Strokes at a tiny secret gig...
Read MoreWay Back When

Despite the fantastic silliness of the in-game time-travel logistics, the promise of historical accuracy has been a major selling point of Assassin’s Creed since the eponymous first installment in 2007...
Read MoreTorments of Unclarity

Why did Husserl begin thinking about movement? What was it that inspired him to make what one might call “the movement turn”?
Read MoreThe room refrigerator had gained five…

I don’t mean to complain, but the thrice-daily knock-on-the-door announcing the delivery of food was no longer welcome...
Read MoreOrwell’s Perfect Boozer

My favourite public-house, the Moon Under Water, is only two minutes from a bus stop, but it is on a side-street...
Read MoreSusan Daitch on Natan Mendelson, Jef de Wulf and Mazarin

Where do you put that memory as you sit in a café in Dizengoff Street, when it taps you on the shoulder and asks if this seat is taken?
Read MoreWonderful Schrebergartens

Through the plague year, nature has been the only permitted escape: the parks, the hikes...
Read MoreGod, Justice, Love, Beauty: Remembering Jean-Luc Nancy

For Nancy, democracy is not a given form of government, with a fixed meaning, but a term whose meaning is in contestation...
Read MoreWit, Sarcasm, Satire

The Dud Avocado follows the period young Sally Gorce chooses an expat existence in Paris over college...
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
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