Andy Hines at Public Books: Three new histories of literary study draw attention to the critic’s material life. Literary Criticism: A Concise Political History, by Joseph North, Paraliterary: The Making of Bad Readers in Postwar America, by Merve Emre, and Poet-Critics and the Administration of Culture, by Evan Kindley, all portray critics and readers subject to global capital flows, geopolitical shifts, and institutional administration.
Robert Bird at the TLS: Dostoevsky’s gateless fortress also reminds us that, as a trained draughtsman, he thought in images no less than in words.
T.J. Clark at the LRB: So finally I am on the side of the extremists, the Becketts and Sedlmayrs. ‘Loss of world’ is in question in Cézanne’s art, because – Lawrence in particular insists on this – the artist knows that ‘world’ has become, or is fast becoming, a cliché.
"As long as homo sapiens are involved you'll never remove the static or stain of history." — Alle Zwecklos Homework —Homage Kenneth Koch If I were doing my laundry I'd wash my dirty Iran I'd throw in my United States, and pour on the Ivory Soap, scrub up Africa, put all the birds and elephants back in the jungle, I'd wash the Amazon river and clean the oily Carib & Gulf of Mexico, Rub that smog off the North Pole, wipe up all the pipelines in Alaska, Rub a dub dub for Rocky Flats and Los Alamos, Flush that sparkly Cesium out of Love Canal Rinse down the Acid Rain over the Parthenon & Sphinx, Drain the Sludge out of the Mediterranean basin & make it azure again, Put some blueing back into the sky over the Rhine, bleach the little Clouds so snow return white as snow, Cleanse the Hudson Thames & Neckar, Drain the Suds out of Lake Erie Then I'd throw big Asia in one giant Load & wash out the blood & Agent Orange, Dump the whole mess of Russia and China in the wringer, squeeze out the tattletail Gray of U.S.
Jane E. Brody in The New York Times: Marriages fall apart for many different reasons, but one of the most common and most challenging to overcome is the discovery that one partner has “cheated” on the other. I put the word cheated in quotes because the definition of infidelity can vary widely among and within couples.
by Brooks Riley "They are shape, form, waiting to emerge. They present the plastic possibilities of life," Albrecht Dürer said this of the pillows in various states of rumpled use that he drew on the back of a piece of paper he had been using to draw hands, wasting no surface to explore the ‘plastic possibilities' of everything.
by Gerald Dworkin In October, 1961, I was sitting in The Jazz Workshop, a San Francisco nightclub, listening to Lenny Bruce doing his infamous routine Are there any Niggers here tonight?
by Claire Chambers At a Sheikh Zayed Book Award event in 2017, Marina Warner told the audience that the Arabic root word for water and story is the same.
by Mathangi Krishnamurthy I have come to the beach to drown out the heartbreak and listlessness and senselessness of life in the moment.
by Max Sirak "If you wish to be happy, Eragon, think not of what is to come nor of that which you have no control over but rather of the now and of that which you are able to change." (Christopher Paolini, Brisingr) "I believe that humans are primarily driven to seek greater happiness, but the definition of such is personal and cannot be dictated and should not be controlled by any group.." (Michael Shermer, The Science Of Good and Evil) "It seems to me that every thing in the light and air ought to be happy, / Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave let him know he has enough." (Walt Whitman, "Sleepers") "Don't let millionaires and billionaires ruin your day." (Terry Pluto, The Cleveland Plain Dealer) A Young Adult fantasy author, a science writer, an American poet, and a local sports columnist walk into a bar, grab a drink, bundle up, and then to go to a parade… Given the international, cosmopolitan flavor of 3qd, I'm not sure how many readers pay attention to American Football.
by Christopher Bacas When the real estate agent parked in front of the office it was dark; an August day dwindling to eighty-five humid degrees.
by Brooks Riley
James A. Marcum in the Times Literary Supplement: Thomas Kuhn’s influence on the academic and intellectual landscape in the second half of the twentieth century is undeniable.
Pardis Sabeti in the Boston Globe: EVEN IN SCIENCE, revolutions often go far beyond reason. This year, let’s hope that scientists of all stripes — but especially social psychologists — will slow down and start approaching one another with greater respect.
David Robson in The Atlantic: Lubna Yaseen was a student in Baghdad when death threats forced her into exile.
Every Morning After Killing Thousands of Angles —excerpt 1 I read a boy's poem called " Every Morning After Killing Thousands of Angles" I forget the poem, but the title won't leave me I drink some coffee read a paper read by millions all the misery all the destruction in the world herded into headlines and catch phrases the only part I trust is the financial page a completely blank space governed by the mechanics of capital and pure speculation 2 That boy's mornings and my mornings— how are they different?