Two poems by john sweet

image credit: emexcavation 1 came out of the dentist’s office and i’d lost the poem, half my mouth numb, the other half filled with the taste of stale metal had the bill in my hand less than a quarter tank of gas fell to my knees at the edge of the parking lot and started…

Scylla – Buku Sarkar

Photo by Adro RockerCentral Park in spring was magical. Leaves began to reappear on bare trees; the sun rose earlier—soft and shy—just waking up after winter, turning everything into a warm amber. It all looked new; even the benches glowed in a different kind of radiance. As the days grew longer, so did my walks…

World History from a New Angle

The earth is a very big place. Yes, it may be growing a bit smaller. (Google “shrinking globe” and you’ll find dozens of essays about how interconnected we all are.) But world history projects reveal just how illusory this globalization is. Each country, each region, each town has its own story. Weaving the stories together…

Homegoing | Books and Culture

The opening pages of Homegoing—Ghanaian American Yaa Gyasi’s debut novel—start a fire in Ghana that burns, one way or another, for more than two hundred years. Effia Otcher is born the same night this sudden conflagration destroys seven of her father’s yams and burns all the way from Fanteland into Asanteland, where a half-sister whom…

Two poems by Alina Stefanescu

image credit: emWhat I Sought in Bucharest, Summer of 1990 I came to talk Plotinus, Ceausescu, revolution, was given Cioran and everything, everything happened in the cradle of that language where I first heard love you, soft cadences of kisses, a mother tongue. Any fruit promised a taste of marvel, of wine or blood who…

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