There are plenty of good reasons to read classic literature, but Mary Beard reminds us that there’s a different kind of classic that’s worth revisiting and questioning. “You do the ancient world much greater service if you keep arguing with them.”
“Keep Arguing”
Significant Thinking
"Over the course of our conversation, I’ve come to understand that he has not written (Thomas Jefferson Dreams of Sally Hemings) to provoke or to engender a self-serving sense of shock; he has written with a belief in the possibilities of liminal space and in the revelations that occur at the point of tension. The result is a book that jars, unequivocally, and that disquietingly brings to the surface the anguish of past and present America." Stephen O'Connor's poetic reimagining of the relationship between Thomas Jefferson and the enslaved Sally Hemings has certainly raised some eyebrows. This interview with Melody Nixon at BOMB gives O'Connor a platform from which to explain his idea.
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Otherwise Known as a Library
Amazon is supposedly setting up a "Netflix for e-books" program for Amazon Prime subscribers.
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Responding to Sexual Violence
“Eventually, the judicial bureaucracy begins to seem almost as destructive as the rapist.” Domenica Ruta writes on Emily Winslow’s Jane Doe January and Joanna Connors’ I Will Find You, two books that probe our culture’s failure to address sexual violence. Pair with a piece on poetry as a response to sexual violence.
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Dating Woody
Diane Keaton writes in her upcoming memoir, Then Again, that "Going out with Woody Allen was like being in a Woody Allen movie."
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Lorin Stein is Drowning in Honey
Newly minted Paris Review editor (and polymorphous enthusiast) Lorin Stein runs down some recent pleasures for More Intelligent Life. To wit: Lipsyte, Dickens, Du Maurier, Nádas, Merle Haggard, newcomer April Ayers Lawson, the Lydia Davis Proust, outer-borough maniacs, and "proletarian erotica"...not necessarily in that order.
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Nabokov’s Retranslation
"It has been said of the Beatles that there is not a clunker of a song in their oeuvre because they simply never let the bad stuff get released. The same might be said of Nabokov—for 'Camera Obscura' shows that he was indeed capable of writing a second-rate novel. (He knew it, and rewrote it.)" John Colapinto looks at Nabokov's retranslation of Laughter in the Dark for The New Yorker.
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