Obliqueness and Extravagance: A Conversation with Rowan Williams and Shane McCrae
By Interview Issue 115
If poetry has nothing else to say, it says this: this world is much more peculiar than you imagine.
Read MoreStill the Arrow of the Sun Whiles Away on the Lake I Woke Up to Be Pierced By
By Poetry Issue 115
Untitled Sonnet
By Poetry Issue 115
She hardly sleeps. I doze deep into day.
Read MoreUntitled Sonnet
By Poetry Issue 115
You could scatter the shoots across the world
and they would die together, as one body.
In the Studio
By Visual Art Issue 115
Graphite’s lack of material complexity also feels honest. Since it’s a simple form of carbon, any mystery in a graphite work is created through process, and that feels like starting from a place of truth.
Read MoreBodies of Light: A Study in Windows
By Visual Art Issue 115
I see my paintings and drawings as invitations to encounter a lived environment slowly, fully, and reflectively.
Read MoreAphorism 48: Faith Is the Bird That Sings in the Dark
By Poetry Issue 115
our hearts labor at salvation
despite our honest efforts to resist
On Walking Alone at Night
By Essay Issue 115
After watching him for a few measures’ time, I walk on. I have no interest in spying. I only look at the things that I am allowed to see from the sidewalk.
Read MoreQuail
By Poetry Issue 115
so efficiently do quail become creators
of quail like God filling the
desert floor with quail for his
children
Read MoreThe Master
By Fiction Issue 115
Relationships, she believed, were built not on loyalty but a system of material and emotional labor, wherein you paid a percentage of your valuable time and energy to receive a percentage of someone else’s valuable time and energy in return. She was suspicious of anyone who claimed purer motives.
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