Fiction
… just thinking about Calista and iron. Some years ago she commissioned a piece by a young sculptor—an artist whose … that it was the power: the sheer power in those bodies flying past. And I love that about Garry: his unabashed … cannot say I mind it so much. I am grateful for him. And I also don’t mind being left again, to a spanakopita, say, or …
Articles
… unveiled new designs for its print magazine and its website ; almost exactly one year later, the Washington Post … future of journalism [ 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 ]. But a redesign can also enhance or raise the profile of an existing product, one that shows no signs—at least publicly—of becoming mired in Chapter 11. Several established …
… By Frederick Jackson Turner. New York: Henry Holt and Company. $3.50. The Rise of the City, 1878-1898. By Arthur … of values. In an essay on “The West—1876 and 1926,” he treats this urbanization and industrial development … and some element of doubt as to the eternal goodness embodied in this progress. And the West remains a section, or a …
… counsel there, and waited as I was told. The liquid intervals from Troy to Ithaca made me ten years a man, twice … you drown in it. A bath’s as good a place as anywhere to die. My father singing his way across the sea, about … there: Eden’s echo or white flag. I didn’t want him to come home. 134-135 By Reginald Shepherd …
Essays
… the Roma of Bulgaria Stoyan is the mayor of Hope. He is also its doctor, social worker, psychologist, marriage … polished to a maddening shine; a pair of sunglasses, like compound eyes, rests on his dark forehead. To the casual … basis for three edicts—among so many others—of the Imperial Diet (in 1497, 1498, and 1500), which advocated the …
… billowed, “Know what I’d like to see again before I die? Sliding Rock.” And so we went, one Labor Day, across … from Enka’s plant, the nylon made to smooth the legs of ladies in fine homes, climbing above our stale valley into the old Vanderbilt forest. “It’s coming!” My uncle stuck out his head to smell like a …