Ian Roberts: the Best of the “Worst?”
Does it matter how Roberts entered the country compared to the value of his public service?
In the City of Lions
Once I go to Lviv, I am completing an ancestral cycle, without realizing it at the time.
As the Picture Darkens
It's Caesar's world Miller describes: ruthless, feckless, treacherous, and devoid of love. (Worth remembering, too, how Caesar’s story ends.)
After the Cameras Leave
Empire doesn’t just rely on laws or force or uniforms. It relies on spectacle.
When Silence Speaks Louder
For the past few months I’ve been participating in silent protests against the killing of children in Gaza by the Israeli army.
Bearing Gaza in Exile
I wanted to be with my siblings under the same roof, but exile does not make that possible.
Featured Poets: Fred Marchant and Yaryna Chornohuz
We’re proud to bring you the poems of Fred Marchant and Yaryna Chornohuz.
A song of peace for their land and for mine
Like most others in the South Louisiana ICE Processing Center, neither Ozzie nor Rümeysa had known, until recently, that such a place existed.
House Arrest
Now Dad was Brad’s driver and grocery deliverer too, since Brad couldn’t go anywhere but out in the fields.
Nicolas Calas: Poems Scattered/Items Left Behind
I realized how little I ever understood and wondered if I had not somehow used or betrayed him.
Write Each Word As If It Is Your Last Word
A conversation with Ukrainian poet soldier Artur Dron [Артур Дронь].
Ukraine’s Queens of Resilience
This was in essence a vital organ, these savored hours of nightlife before curfew in Kyiv, pumping blood and life into the grim of war, giving many a reason to keep on living.
Waiting for the Pretzel Boy
It would be hard to imagine a greater contrast than Wordsworth’s childhood and my first nine years on the gritty streets of north Philadelphia.
Toward a Deep Culture: A practitioner’s reflections
What sort of culture is needed to re/build the only real bridges—the invisible ones?
Featured Fiction: Adam Krasnoff
Often I had placed myself in rooms like these, squalid rooms without light or shape, and gladly, with relish for the exceptional promise of anonymity.
Featured Poets: Amira El-Zein and Yahya Ashour
We’re proud to bring you the poems of Amira El-Zein and Yahya Ashour.