n+1 publishes a chilling personal account of the Chernobyl nuclear disaster, as the crisis mounts at Japan’s Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power plant.
They call it an accident, a catastrophe. But it was a war.
The Man Was Hard on Himself
Hot on the heels of The New Yorker, The Paris Review is excerpting Calvino’s letters. In Monday’s entry, POSTERITY IS STUPID, the author writes the following: “Although I am small, ugly and dirty, I am highly ambitious and at the slightest flattery I immediately start to strut like a turkey.”
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Oh, Tom Drury, how I love thee.
If you're a fan of Tom Drury (and if you aren't--what's wrong with you?), you'll be excited to know that the new short film based on his short story "Path Lights" is now online at the David Lynch Foundation. The film was directed by Zachary Sluser, and stars John Hawkes.
No Word on What He Thought of Richard Simmons
In a review of My 1980s & Other Essays, Adam Kirsch reveals that Wayne Koestenbaum once compared a verse from a Robert Lowell poem to Buns of Steel. (Yes, that Buns of Steel.)
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A Is for Apple
"I want to show you our world as it is now: the door, the floor, the water tap and the sink, the garden chair close to the wall beneath the kitchen window, the sun, the water, the trees." Apples, plastic bags, teeth In The Guardian, Karl Ove Knausgaard attempts to explain the world to his unborn baby, object by object. Pair with our review of his epic, My Struggle.
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“Mookie Blaylock dresses up as Mookie Blaylock for Halloween.”
What better way to celebrate the Super Bowl than by reading a poem about basketball?