Vertigo

“Translation is a Political Act” When I wrote about Don Mee Choi’s newest book Freely Frayed (Wave Books) last month, I didn’t say much about her role as a translator.

To read Rosalind Belben’s 1974 novel The Limit is to find yourself admitted to rooms where you are going to feel very uncomfortable.

The six radically different chapters of Rosalind Belben’s Dreaming of Dead People constitute a kind of Cubist self-portrait.

“In humdrum fashion one goes slowly crackers.” from “The Hole in the Sky” The 85-year old British writer Rosalind Belben is having a moment.

The Deutsche Sebald Gesellschaft (German Sebald Society) has announced three fall programs.

“Translation is a Political Act“ Don Mee Choi has one of the most recognizable voices in poetry today.

Pip Adam’s Audition is surely one of the strangest books I have read.

I first read Elizabeth Bowen’s 1935 novel The House in Paris so long ago that, when I picked it up again recently, it turns out I only recalled half of the plot.

Virginia Woolf.

Vertigo (Coffee House Press, 2007) is my first book of poems by Martha Ronk, and it won’t be my last.

This turned out to be a week accidentally dedicated to jazz.

In the week in which June crossed over into July, I read two short books, totaling about 220 pages in all.

For years I have been writing a paragraph about every book I read as part of my annual Reading Log, which you can find above.

“It is with sadness that we communicate the passing of the street sweeper, a curious man who came home from the war with a scar above his ear shaped like a pretzel.