Get our latest essays, archival selections, reading lists, and exclusive content delivered straight to your inbox.
On a strange day, the interior voices
accompany danger. Grand rapids sap
whatâs near, pleasures plunge,
two voices mysteriously revolt:
one to accompany ancient temperatures,
another to attend errant horses
with salubrious, clear
ventings. Pigeons regard the clear
noises: eerie plus courageous. A soldier forest
cheers. Fate shakes three trinkets
from the stump of its old arm.
Vital reading on politics, literature, and more in your inbox. Sign up for our Weekly Newsletter, Monthly Roundup, and event notifications.
But I do miss the hymns, / the small, hard apples with their dimpled skin. I do miss / things.
The vast hinterlands of the Global South’s cities are generating new solidarities and ideas of what counts as a life worth living.
Protests in China are shining a light not only on the country’s draconian population management but restrictions on workers everywhere.