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Joel Gn on Laurie Stone

Joel Gn on Laurie Stone

Most of Stone’s writings touch on the transformations from loves lost and found. In particular, the narrator’s relationship with her mother, whom she affectionately refers to as ‘Toby’ is at times strained...

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Ed Simon on the Number Three

Ed Simon on the Number Three

Behold, the first odd prime, designator of our three dimensions, that which was the number of times Peter denied Christ, the number of times Satan tempted him, and the number of days he spent in the grave...

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It’s Coming Home, Though

It’s Coming Home, Though

The danger is that we allow English nationalism to be defined by the forces of darkness and xenophobia, as witnessed during the Brexit referendum.

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A Politics of Mere Being by Carl Phillips

A Politics of Mere Being by Carl Phillips

When my first book of poems came out in 1992, I learned what it could mean to be seen as a political poet for no other reason than because of who or what one is...

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Now it’s light, now it’s a shadow…

Now it’s light, now it’s a shadow…

A Russian poet died in North Carolina, on Friday. His name was Naum Korzhavin.

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Virginia Woolf On Not Knowing Greek

Virginia Woolf On Not Knowing Greek

For it is vain and foolish to talk of knowing Greek, since in our ignorance we should be at the bottom of any class of schoolboys, since we do not know how the words sounded...

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The Shattering Din of the Morning Star by Lital Khaikin

The Shattering Din of the Morning Star by Lital Khaikin

Memory is struck into the air. Time is recalling itself, spring is recovering the body. “What is the name of the great double nest?” Mnemosyne, daughter of Earth and Heaven, writes the unearthing...

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Scott Manley Hadley on Jon Fosse

Scott Manley Hadley on Jon Fosse

Of all the nations of Europe with a rich literary tradition, Norway is a country that seems–whether by accident or design–to export exclusively exquisite fiction...

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Don’t Cry

Don’t Cry

It’s early on a Sunday morning in January of 2010. I sit on the edge of the bed, already dressed, with my hand on my partner’s foot as he sleeps. The night before, I couldn’t catch my breath, and I told myself that if I felt the same in...

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A Year in Windom

A Year in Windom

In the 1963–’64 Windom High School yearbook, there is an entire page dedicated to my Palestinian father. During his one year as an exchange student in Windom, Minnesota, he played on the tennis team...

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‘To rumble and rattle up and down their gorges in a sleeping-car!’

‘To rumble and rattle up and down their gorges in a sleeping-car!’

It may seem curious to begin with Dante and pass on to the Children’s Rabbits’ House; but I require both to explain what it is I mean by Limbo...

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Gran’s Chicken

Gran’s Chicken

The star shape cuts into the circular handle that tops the lid of my candy dish. The star is echoed as it expands into the many cut diamonds which multiply as they eclipse over the round shape of the lid.

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Daniel Fraser on Alejandro Zambra

Daniel Fraser on Alejandro Zambra

This collection of Alejandro Zambra’s essays and articles on literature (translated by Megan McDowell) arrived unexpectedly one cold morning in March.

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Origami Dragons by Jessica Ciccarelli

Origami Dragons by Jessica Ciccarelli

Ten years before my brother may or may not have tried to hang himself, he was an eight-year-old boy with a penchant for dragons, brave warriors, and courageous exploration.

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Writing in Buenos Aires by Romina Paula

Writing in Buenos Aires by Romina Paula

It’s extremely uncommon here in Argentina that a writer can make a living as such, all the more so in my generation. Or I guess I should say that it would be rare for a writer to live off the books he or she publishes, because writers do sometimes...

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Poets’ Houses: Hofmann, Forrest-Thomson

Poets’ Houses: Hofmann, Forrest-Thomson

Michael Hofmann is one of the great poets of squalid student digs, and ‘Between Bed and Wastepaper Basket’ is one of his great poems.

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Books That Confirm the Act of Being

Books That Confirm the Act of Being

At the Aligre flea market near my Parisian flat, I haggle over a trinket I’ve decided to give to my on-the-rocks lover. It is a rock, a small but well-shined one.

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Impresario, Performer, Curator, Martyr, Insubordinate, Editor

Impresario, Performer, Curator, Martyr, Insubordinate, Editor

Eliot was very much a singular editor, both as the sole individual formally responsible for all aspects of editorship and also as the only individual to hold that role through the entire publication run of his journal.

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Tipsy Tullivan’s Top Tips

Tipsy Tullivan’s Top Tips

I like this notion of “getting through” writing. Mostly I think about “getting away” with it. I am terribly bored whenever someone asks me to write something that has, indeed, existed before, such as a Disability 101 thinkpiece that explains x, y, or z to the presumed nondisabled readers.

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