Conceptually striking, audacious in word choice and full of poems that drum along in great bursts of word-smithed language. Headless in Finland is a particular treat.
What Has Happened
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Others will say it better - but, here goes my small part in this - I stayed
up last night, as the horror dawned on me, literally and otherwise, that *VP...
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Reading Peter Schjeldahl Peter Schjeldahl builds paragraphs. Possibly no
other critic now writing in English has such a strong sense of what that
unit of...
Are Rappers . . . Secret Oulipians?
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As it's been getting darker and colder over the last few weeks, and the
whole premise of leaving the house looks like a scam designed to entrap the
dimmest...
… & Elizabeth Jane Howard
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I am currently reading the novels of Elizabeth Jane Howard, one after
another, on the advice of Hilary Mantel in the Guardian – she has written
the introdu...
My choice cuts from Edinburgh Fringe
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Just back from Edinburgh, where I saw 20 shows in 5 days. OK, 19. We were 2
minutes late for one, and missed out. Two of the shows were at the Book
Festiva...
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