Out my rented window, traffic worries — EXCERPT FROM Denial Machine
BY Sandra Meek |
FictionWinsome gets off the three train at Saratoga and Livonia, already late. Walking quickly past the dilapidated public park already filled with crackheads at this early hour, she ignores truant teenagers playing handball, and heads for the nearest bodega. Standing in front of the wire rack of snacks, she looks with eyes askance at the rows of cheese curls, corn chips, and pretzels. Despite the recent warnings of Mrs. McAllister’s niece, Winsome contemplates the prohibited snacks. Bristling now, thinking of the niece, Winsome grabs four bags embossed with owls and throws a dollar onto the counter to procure the forbidden bounty. The niece had arrived unannounced, on a rare visit, just after Winsome had opened a bag for Mrs. McAllister. The young woman had walked into the apartment looking like so many of the women Winsome saw getting off the subway in Manhattan… — EXCERPT FROM Caretaking
BY Amina Gautier |
Four Translations Soluble Language
Centennial Sauvage: Awaiting the Age |
Morris GravesLate in his life, the painter Morris Graves, known for his symbolic and visionary renderings of animals, birds, and snakes, began to paint realistic portraits of flowers, which he arranged on his table or found at the street markets in Seattle. — EXCERPT FROM The Flower Artist
BY Melissa Kwasny |
FictionA week later, I was still wearing my wedding dress. Now I’d gotten used to it. Every night my husband was out like a light, and every morning he’d go to work really early leaving me a note. And every day I repeated the ritual of filling the bathroom with steam to iron the tulle and silk and freshen up my face with cold water, even though at that point my whole body itched and the dress’s hem had turned grey. — EXCERPT FROM de Vivir la Vida / from Living Life
BY Sara Sefchovich TRANSLATED FROM THE SPANISH BY Stacy McKenna |
Sidney WadeLiving in Istanbul hugely broadened my understanding of beauty. I’ve never before or since had the great good fortune to live in a place that I felt sure was the center of the world. Aesthetically, Istanbul inhabits a deeply poetic space. I think this is due to the fact that it is so self-conflicted — it is at once European and Asian, the seat of Christian and Islamic empires, ancient and contemporary, conservative and liberal, filthy and clean, foreign and familiar. All these contrasts noddle along, nudging at everyone from every angle, insisting you take in both sides at once… — EXCERPT FROM Beauty and Form in the Work of Sidney Wade
BY Christina Cook AND Sidney Wade |
Chen Yuhong and AmangIn a new interview by Chinese poet and critic Yang Xiaobin (楊小濱), two of Taiwan’s contemporary women poets — Chen Yuhong (陳育虹) and Amang (阿芒) — discuss personal experiences in poetry, Western and Chinese literary influences, and the “feminine characteristics” in writing, among other topics. — EXCERPT FROM Identity, Expression,
and Female Consciousness — Taiwanese Poets Chen Yuhong and Amang BY Yang Xiaobin, Chen Yuhong, Amang TRANSLATED BY Yiping Wang AND Thomas Moran |
David ConstantineMost of the travellers were themselves imaginative men. But I was especially interested in what poets – Hölderlin and others – made of their accounts. Myself, I wanted to be there – knowing both the poems and the firsthand descriptions. And I have been very lucky: I was a university teacher for 31 years and most of what I taught, read and wrote about in that capacity worked in me imaginatively and contributed to the life out of which came my poems and stories. — EXCERPT FROM Going Abroad — Poet, Novelist,
Translator and Editor David Constantine BY Joseph Hutchison AND David Constantine |
Grachan Moncur IIII grew up in a very musical atmosphere. When I was two or three years old, my father was recording with people like Billie Holiday, and working with big bands, even some of the white bands like Paul Whiteman. The Savoy Sultans had disbanded and he started freelancing with different groups. At a very early age I was exposed to a variety of entertainers. All my life. — EXCERPT FROM The Soul of Trombone — Grachan Moncur III
BY Sean Singer AND Grachan Moncur III |
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FilmOne of the most masterful French films of all times, Robert Bresson presents onscreen the life of a pickpocket in the form of his diary. Once again, the struggle of love and redemption haunts the protagonist Michel, who like others in Bresson’s films, seems imprisoned by his actions in an elliptical search for freedom. — Greta Aart
NonfictionFirst published in 1970, the cookbook-memoir by poet, actress, culinary anthropologist and writer Vertamae Smart-Grosvenor started the popular usage of the term “soul food” and mapped it onto the Southern culture. My favorite chapter is the one on African clothes and fashion, where Smart-Grosvenor associates food and gastronomy with its ancestry, and shares how wearing African clothes tames her cooking soul. “When I cook, I never measure or weigh anything,” she adds, “I cook by vibration.” How passionate, and how real. — Greta Aart
Despite Eliot’s ban on an official biography during his lifetime and certain still-sealed correspondence, Gordon’s book is outstanding, exactingly researched and documented, the poet’s work, personality, beliefs, and flaws carefully examined from a view of “a spiritual quest.” Interpretive, complex and challenging. — Sally Molini
Leading Jungian historian Sonu Shamdasani’s well-researched monograph on C. G. Jung’s library is beautifully illustrated with images of Jung’s rare or unseen manuscripts, alchemical notebooks, annotated copies and first editions. In Jung’s own words, “One book opens another.” Shamdasani is also the editor and co-translator of Jung’s Red Book, which was made available in a facsimile and published by W.W. Norton in 2009, almost eighty years after being kept confidential. — Greta Aart
With delightful and intelligent simplicity, Pulitzer Prize-winning critic Michael Dirda writes about his lifelong passion for Conan Doyle’s mysterious stories, and in particular, his invention of one of the most famous character in modern literature, Sherlock Holmes. This is part of the “Writers on Writers” series, a beautiful, rather new collection from Princeton that includes two other titles insofar: Philip Lopate’s Notes on Sontag and C. K. Williams’ On Whitman. — Greta Aart
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