William Charles Anthony Frerichs, Ice Skating (1869), via Wikimedia Commons. Public domain. In Stockholm it didn’t snow on Christmas or New Year’s Eve or at the beginning of January. The days were ...

This essay originally appeared in La Bibliothèque de Rouen: 200 ans d’histoire (s), edited by Marie-Françoise Rose. Annie ...

The following short story by Yukio Mishima (1925–1970), newly translated by John Nathan, was first published in the June 1965 ...

Enjambment makes music but it can be an instrument of metaphysics too. Read “it was broke / Before they made the avenue” and ...

turned impotent, and had to be divorced. The nineteenth century, for all its love ...

One more year has passed: the humanoid robots are coming, my taxi has no driver (not even a metaphor), and ChatGPT tells me “there is hope even in the most hopeless times.” In our unreal reality, I’m ...

Saint, terrorist, fishwife. Stench that appals. Famines, machine guns, the Great Plague (your sickness), Rending of garments, cries, mass burials. I'd watched my beard sprout in the mirror's grave.

Before the crash, they’d had different ideas about their own resilience, and each other’s.

A sentence is hard for a sudden to spin into space. See the hand perch on to fish out on the limb so to speak?

It is very cold outside, though less so inside the car, it seems, with the kufiyya lying across the dashboard, forming a coiled snake ready to strike.