We hiked up a canyon in the cold summer rain. It was late in the day and on the mountain across the canyon there was a section of ...

Of time so long and I’d assumed, wrongly, ...

Remember where I came from. Think of a continent of sabled czars. Leave your home. Let exile fill your mouth like the lost language of the child. Understand the reason. A man who would not wear the ...

of Sedona, Arizona, with a blank book for poems. Didn't we emerge from the same prehistoric egg amid sparks of jet & obsidian embedded in the hills of Montmartre? "Only Negroes can excite Paris." ...

Now she is gone. Now I encounter her body.

In his photographic sequences, Duane Michals has expanded the possibilities of his medium. While most photo- graphs deal with static appearances, Michals' depend on trans- formations and ...

mop in Slam sweeping across the floor.

useless, untender absences with bronze torsos.

Varlam Shalamov claimed not to have learned anything from the Gulag except how to wheel a loaded barrow. But one of his fragmentary writings, dated 1961, tells us more.

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

gave me. I cared for it faithfully, ...

We’re away until January 4, but we’re re-posting some of our favorite pieces from 2015. Please enjoy, and have a happy New Year!In an unremarkable section of Paris, Roger Caillois saw hiding places ...