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By The Paris Review
Critics have stamped the works of both Haruki Murakami and Kenzaburo Oe with the label “translationese.” What does this mean?
What does it mean to be worth something? Or worth enough? Or worthless? What does it mean to earn a living?
Black people are the ones who built the America our parents crossed oceans to reach. So why have we in the South Asian community placed new oceans between us?
Our monthly column Feminize Your Canon explores the lives of underrated and underread female authors.
This installment of The Art of Distance is inspired by the past week’s #BlackoutBestsellerList campaign.
Cooking up recipes drawn from the works of various writers.
Toni Morrison, Philip Roth, Jason Alexander, Charlotte Rampling, Danez Smith, Sarah Manguso, Salman Rushdie, Molly Ringwald, Jenny Slate, Devendra Banhart, and more
I.For years I could barely write a page. I thought I was becoming avirtuoso of smallness while the grief, which is wordless, occupied anever-greater volume. My friend lived in the estates on the bad side of town. Let’s go to the forest,she said when I went over to play. There were three trees in the yard,but if you know where to stand, you can get lost in a forest of threetrees. She could do it. She had to. Her mother died when we were nine.WhenI was an “emerging” artist I wanted onl…