Picture an area the size of Manhattan covered in sand. It rises and falls and disappears.
“Literature is a way of establishing the humanness of others. It’s interested in the relationships between people, between authenticity and truth. That in itself has to make us better disposed to each other.”
Freeing Joan of Arc from her Catholic trappings in Lidia Yuknavitch’s The Book of Joan
If novelists could tell the story of climate change, they might spark the action scientists are calling for in order to save the planet.
“I don’t accept the idea of my history as tragic.”
“Hippias Minor is such a handy introduction to Socrates as a personality, to this method of argumentation, to the culture of Athens where you have all these hot-shot foreign speakers like Hippias coming in and making the intellectual fermentation even stronger.”
On Michel Houellebecq’s Submission
“Post-love, post-work, post-faith, post-home. What’s left?”
Margaret Morton reports that on her first long drive through the mountains of Kyrgyzstan she was delighted when a skyline of minarets and domes appeared out of the silvery-blue, thin, stone-dry air, like a mirage.
Compassion, religion, and secrets in a North Dakota boom town.
Somewhere on the crossroads of history they stood: the pillar of Salt and the pillar of Fire.
Polish artist Karczmarczyk on desire in a post-Communist country, why the Catholic church needs modern art and being mistaken for Lady Gaga.
Radcliffe Bailey on artistic and regional labels, testing his own DNA, aging, and the power familial ancestry holds on his practice.
Erin Markey discusses familial relationships, making “stuff for stage and video,” and dating chaperones.
Poet Jack Christian on secular prayer, swashbuckling and keeping up appearances in his new book, Family System.
I met Verne Dawson while sitting beside him at Table 23 at the celebration for Dream Machine: Brion Gysin at the New Museum in New York. Dawson revealed a cosmic process previously unsuspected by me: the genii of the 22 paths of the Kabbalah and their correspondence to the 22 major cards of the Tarot.
I never met a kinder man than the homeless alcoholic who introduced me to the father of my kids. He was my teacher through a period of my life which was both an actual and an allegorical journey.