At the School of Transparency
Early in July, I arrived at Cedarville University, a Baptist liberal arts
college near Xenia, Ohio, in the middle of the night. The large brick campus,
built sprawlingly as if it had infinite
Alex Miller Jr.
Alex Miller is a staff writer for <i>The Curator</i> and the co-author of <i>A Bow From My Shadow</i> (Ecco Qua Press, 2013), a collection of poems written in dialogue with poems by Luke Irwin. His wo
<i>True Detective</i>
How much do detectives need the dead? In the first Duino Elegy, Rainer Maria
Rilke wrote that “In the end, those who were carried off early no longer need
us…But we, who
Liszt We Forget
Recently my wife and I attended a Boston Handel and Haydn Society performance of
Beethoven’s 4th symphony. Anyone who has been to such a concert in the U.S. will
recognize the
Singing Beach
Just as music’s bird from paradise
is caged in a piano’s lacquered keys,
our words, memory flowing toward a form
then settling in autumn ice.
Here, walking among foam-thrashed leaves,
the
The Fruits of Rejection
The critic Clive James, who is now experiencing a personal fragmentation
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that parallels that of the twentieth-century Europe he has written about for so