Death On-Demand
Even with terminal, painful imminent deaths, the medical association waffles, forcing physicians to make their own calls and risk prosecution.
Target Practice
Alone in the dark bunker, I shook. I had never been a target. I had never lived in a war zone behind the wire.
Everybody Has One
“The good life” certainly sounds like something about which anyone at all might venture an opinion. Indeed, the assumption that we would underlies the very form of the Platonic corpus.
Three Notes for John Berger
The years to come will inaugurate the search for a type of friendship in art, of which John Berger is, for now, a last great example.
The Sweater You Wear to the Dance: Reflections on Computers, AI, and You
When you cut a robot, does it not bleed? Well, actually, it doesn’t.
For Ifeanyi Menkiti
Here are two poems Ifeanyi published in Green House. They are playful and serious, languid and taut.
White Noise
I knew my next sentence would define me forever in their minds. Was their leader a racist? I had not in my twenty-three years on the planet ever been confronted with the reality of that flag.
How the Edward Said Library of Gaza Was Born
By the end of the day, what had once been the English department lay beneath a heap of rubble…
An Angry Shade of Blue in France’s (Real) Great Debate
And so the circle draws a notch tighter around the question of national identity.
It’s Still Night, Mr. Golshiri
Golshiri exposes the multiple hypocrisies and weaknesses of his characters, including the intellectuals.
Accountability and Afghanistan
How ought we, as a nation of laws, respond to allegations of war crimes committed by our military?
Posthumous Keats, Posthumous Us
To trace the arc of a poet’s reputation is to consider the fate of one’s own.
To Have and Have Not: A Regional, National, and International Conversation
In 1976, Cambridge was a reasonable city in which to be poor. Even as a Full Professor, I could never afford to buy a house there now.
How to Feed the Poor
The thing about being poor is that the less you have, the more help there seems to be. We’re on the cusp.
Starting Next Month, How Will the World Spell Europe?
Since when has blanket opposition become so much more attractive in democracies than, well, the work of thinking things through?
Abraham Wept: The Future of Higher Education
I used to boast to friends from abroad about the quality and availability of our institutions of higher education. I fear those boasts now sound like PR.
Review: Dragging Anchor
What are young poets up to these days? Sometimes they invent a new gamelan, and sometimes they breathe original music through a master’s reed.