Poem to Cry In Ruins
Louis Aragon

Poem to Cry In Ruins

Translated by Jeff Clark

Let’s spit you and I let’s spit
on what we used to love
on what the two of us used to love
EVERY NIGHT, BYRON!
David Trinidad

EVERY NIGHT, BYRON!

SATURDAY

Tonight Ira went
to a dinner party
at Jenifer Berman's.
She works at BOMB.
I met her once: lost
it when I smelled her
Excerpt from Talking Cures, New Poems by Richard Howard
Richard Howard

Excerpt from Talking Cures, New Poems by Richard Howard

Two weeks ago I obtained your product dE-BARK
and attempted to obey the obscure
and for the most part inscrutable instructions ...
MS FND IN A LBRY: or, The Day Civilization Collapsed
Hal Draper

MS FND IN A LBRY: or, The Day Civilization Collapsed

From: Report of the Commander, Seventh Expeditionary Force, Andromedan Paleo-anthropological Mission    . . . What puzzled our research teams was the suddenness of collapse, and the speed of reversion to barbarism, in this multi-galactic ...
To Antoine Bibesco
Princess Marthe Bibesco

To Antoine Bibesco

Do you remember, Antoine, the spring morning when we argued about the Russian soul? We strolled up and down the Champs-Elysees, you and Georges and I, without bothering to notice ...

At Huysmans'
Jean Jacques Brousson

At Huysmans’

One evening the Abbe V—— of Saint-Sulpice took me to see Huysmans. His apartment near the Bon Marche is small but light. From the windows you see convent gardens and ...
Excerpt from 'Creaturely and Other Essays'
Devin Johnston

Excerpt from ‘Creaturely and Other Essays’

It's a bright morning in early May. I leash Chester, our border collie, and head south on Louisiana Avenue, the street empty of other pedestrians. We take a desultory pace, like an old couple out for a stroll. Leash looped around my forearm, I look up, watching for birds, while Chester sticks to the lawn strip with his head down ...
William Thackeray Visits the James Family in Paris and New York
Henry James

William Thackeray Visits the James Family in Paris and New York

The main resource of a small New York boy in this line at that time was the little sheath-like jacket, tight to the body, closed at the neck and adorned ...
Fables for Today's Kings
Ercole Luigi Morselli

Fables for Today’s Kings

One day Truth, quite naked, as she is wont to be when going about the world, appeared before the throne of a king. And hardly had they learned who she was and what she wanted to say, when the courtiers covered her with villainous abuse ...
Excerpt from 'Horoscope'
Leon-Paul Fargue

Excerpt from ‘Horoscope’

“Today, two years or so after our meeting in New York, I open Will Slotnikoff’s letter and to my amazement there drops out on the table a translation of Leon-Paul ...
An Excerpt from 'Earthquake'
Susan Barnes

An Excerpt from ‘Earthquake’

My father taught himself all about dogs. I’m not sure when it all started, but he was very thorough, and in Alaska he sent to the States for books–books on ...