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⇢: ResurrectionI returned from Paris last week after showing Strophische Gedichten to enthusiastic crowds in London, hobnobbing with directors and producers, meeting Slovenian writers and professors of architecture, sharing a panel discussion with leading academics on medieval mysticism and generally feeling cultured and educated. My first gig back in San Diego was at a barbecue joint.
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⇢: Ash Wednesday FeastIn 1818 the Paschal Full Moon fell on Saturday, March 21st, making March 22nd the earliest ever Easter Sunday (by both the Western (Gregorian) and the Orthodox (Julian) calendar), a date which will not recur until 2285. So why does Tokarczuk pick March 1st for Ash Wednesday, which would place Easter on the impossibly early…
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⇢: BloodlettingOn the 25th March, 18—, a very strange occurrence took place in St Petersburg. On the Ascension Avenue there lived a barber of the name of Ivan Jakovlevitch. He had lost his family name, and on his sign-board, on which was depicted the head of a gentleman with one cheek soaped, the only inscription to…
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⇢: Insidious and CruelThe coming of spring is insidious and cruel. The mist pervades my throat as it melted the crystal my voice was. I am weak, and I much preferred the hard agreement of our truce of gauntlets.
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⇢: ContradictionsDear Friend, Your letter affected me both unpleasantly and pleasantly (you see, I always move in dialectical contradictions).
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⇢: The First British Pizza“Lud wishes to know,” Whike relays at last, “Mr. Emerson’s Cousin’s Views, upon the Structure of the World.”
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⇢: Animals Shaped Like PeopleMarch 13. Directed by Mr Judson, the hotelkeeper, and bearing a verbal introduction from him, I was able to talk to Mrs Mary Blount, a woman of eighty who lives with her granddaughter and the granddaughter’s husband on a farm about twenty miles from Frenchman’s Landing. The husband warned me before I was taken in…
