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 Under Review
Has Self-Awareness Gone Too Far in Fiction?
Increasingly, characters seem to be rewarded for the moral work of feeling bad.
By Katy Waldman
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Annals of Inquiry
What Does Boredom Do to Us—and for Us?
Humans have been getting bored for centuries, if not millennia. Now there’s a whole field to study the sensation, at a time when it may be more rampant than ever.
By Margaret Talbot
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Books
Alice Oswald’s Homeric Mood
Her poetry conjures the worlds of the Iliad and the Odyssey with startling, sometimes vexing, beauty.
By Judith Thurman
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Sci-Fi
Take Me Home
Today marks the hundredth anniversary of Ray Bradbury’s birth. From 2012: Bradbury recalls how he “went a trifle mad” as a child when he discovered Buck Rogers and Edgar Rice Burroughs while living in his grandparents’ boarding house in Illinois.
By Ray Bradbury
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Books
Briefly Noted
“The Golden Thread,” “To Start a War,” “Via Negativa,” and “Life Events.”
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Newsletters
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 Flash Fiction
“Ruth, Frank, and Dario”
“It had irritated her, Ruth told the friends, to find herself waiting for Frank to call.”
By Lore Segal
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The Writer’s Voice: Fiction from the Magazine
David Gilbert Reads “Cicadia”
The author reads his story from the August 24, 2020, issue of the magazine.
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 Poems
“Whisk”
“I told my grandmother I am afraid and she made that little wave.”
By Anna Scotti
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 Poems
“Ode to Patrick Kearns, Funeral Director of the Leo F. Kearns Funeral Home, in Queens”
“History will ask: How did we wear on with so much / weeping?”
By Diane Mehta
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