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Page 116 from Issue 54

another's throats, we must each day remind ourselves that though it is beautiful, each day is miserable. And ... Page 116 from Issue 54 We can say that this blurring of the distinctions between composer, per­ ... hierarchical societies are giving way to mutual confidence, a sense of common well-being, and a desire to share ...
Poetry

Summer and the City

Angela Jackson
on us from Deep South porches we never left behind. Never left us. Even after Exodus. Mouths wide ... open, we drank the evening’s pleasures. Men, women who loved us more than we could have known. We were ... Summer and the City (Chicago as was, in memory of Robert Hayden and his memory) Summer nights cool ...
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Page from Issue 80 TTiQ)t I, thaftks the following life subscribers: David C. Abercrombie Amin ... Fossland Jeffrey Franklin Peter S. Fritz Mrs. Angela M. Gannon Kathy M. Garness Lawrence J. Gorman Maxine ... Groffsky Rev. Dr. Elliott Hagle Jack Hagstrom Ross B. Heath Charles Hedde Donald Hey Donald A. Hillel Craig ...
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Page 174 from Issue 101

gathered at the prow, where wine and roasted ducks were waiting. Thirty-two students were about to cross ... the oceans for the first time in our Empire. Among them were would-be experts in weaponry, metallurgy, ... seagulls flitting, a few petrels twittering in the smoke. Together they emptied their cups and swore ...
Nonfiction

Ammoniacal Masculinity: A Brief Exercise in Correlation

Brandon Davis Jennings
There were large, bearded men with cuts, and at least one pool table; ‘80s metal honked out the ... that can be squirreled away in the hope that it might later be tossed at a gentleman who’s chasing one ... half-blown speakers. There were also Marines. The only one of those things I was interested in surrounding ...
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Page 192 from Issue 128

Except we were boarded by self proclaimed kings of the sea and given our choice keelhauling or putting in ... Would I have called out? As my father took his wife's maid so Captain Jack took me. One cannot ... Mozambique. We helped ourselves to citrons tamarinds black bananas honey and coconuts matelote and mangoes ...
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Page 124 from Issue 70

and power (more from bad politics than terror) has left a terrible terrible emptiness in the whole ... life of the country, an emptiness which I think everyone feels without knowing why. And an emptiness ... which has left a lot of writers and intellectuals in a bad way. I don't mean the ones who were ...
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Page 55 from Issue 132

line, the sentence, the stanza, is part of the literary instinct. We can never be or make the ultimately ... hopelessness. Well, that's adolescence. Or pre-adolescence. Or adulthood. We are vast to ourselves, but ... Page 55 from Issue 132 a renunciation of the past, a purging of our histories, means memory must ...
Nonfiction

Of Two Stranger Hands: A Reading of William Goyen’s “Precious Door”

Patrice Repusseau
her companion: “... grow into the man you were meant to be, what did your mother and father do to you ... when you were young that you haven’t grown into the man you were meant to be?” 2 This unsettled ... life. And we cannot find the secret anywhere but in ourselves, by opening ourselves all up, unfolding, ...
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Page 128 from Issue 53

"And I want you to trust me, Jack, that she will be brought back. I would never... what I mean is, we ... a question... it has never been a question of your being reasonable or unreasonable, or generous, or of your ... want her back, Jack." Andrewjewski: "We do." Heisenberg: "We all ...

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