Criticism
… sharecroppers. Few realized then that the border would come to represent as much of a philosophical boundary as a … Hamer prepared to testify in front of the party’s Credentials Committee on national television, Johnson tried to … Committee, my name is Fannie Lou Hamer, and I live at 626 East Lafayette Street, Ruleville, Mississippi, Sunflower …
… Son. Rebellion against the father, wandering and falling, coming to one’s self, return and eventual reconciliation … not psychoanalytic criticism, manifestly Freudian but also Jungian, as the penultimate chapter on Davies makes … challenging introduction to a promising field of culture studies. I can’t help wondering, though, how Wyatt’s plot would …
Fiction
… dim yellow light in the stairwell, but he was too tired to complain. While I unlocked the door to my apartment, he … couldn’t stand. It was always workingman’s silence during meals with him, but he was looking past me, as if he believed … of them dragged it by the cord, pretending it was a disobedient dog on a leash. I tried to pull Dad away, but he was …
… touched down in Chicago, and it certainly isn’t going to come here now while Miss Betsy stands on the windswept El … on the bedside table. “What are those for?” Miss Betsy points to a short stack of empty liquor boxes. “I’m … true, but why is it true? When she learned that Johnny had died in Korea, she’d cupped her hands over her mouth then …
… Green Room, Winter 2001 Garrison Keillor’s A Prairie Home Companion has been as popular with contemporary radio audiences as Amos and Andy, Fibber McKee and Molly were in the … matters should be addressed to The Managing Editor. Website: http://www.vqronline.org/ EDITORIAL OFFICES: ONE …
… inherent humor was outweighed by his constant fear of officials and their orders. However, Russia and her officials … We were aghast at the very thought of our brother as a soldier. Mother proceeded to spend the last of her money trying … city, no more to retreat, we were regarded as heroes. Our Communist acquaintances came to wring our hands. “Now you …