Dadas’s accounts of his travels appear at first to be oddly innocent. The innocence reads as befuddlement, a kind of obliviousness. But as you continue to read, as he walks and walks and walks, something else begins to show through: a stubborn desire to attain a state of innocence... It’s a strange way of thinking about wonder—the will to wonder. —“A Stubborn Desire”: Maud Casey in fugue country. On mad travelers, the childlike awe of Werner Herzog, Isaac Babel’s mastery of the genre of silence, and what happens when an old couple discovers the village they’ve been living in their whole lives.
Why, Poppy’s a Larson, you know his mother was. The Reagans attended their wedding. So did Julia Child!
Chris sighed and closed his eyes.
Sweetheart, you’re driving. Please open your eyes. Sweetheart!
So much sadness and pain to follow. She was always glad the last thing she said to him, in their married life, was sweetheart.
"Lost Cat," a new story by Mary-Beth Hughes.
Games I play while riding the subway: Check out the passengers, decide which are adulterers. Imagine what’s harder for that woman by the door: long periods of solitude or the lack thereof. Guess which of those three guys over there recently awoke into a vacancy so total that for a second (right before the engine of consciousness kicked in), he felt freed at last from time and self and was terrified, awed, elated —Martha Cooley reads Alfred Döblin’s modernist masterpiece, Berlin Alexanderplatz, on the R train.
Plus: Leslie Jamison on the West Memphis Three, Joel Rotenberg translates Ernst Weiss’s Der arme verschwender, Jeroen Toirkens’s Nomads, new work by Sarah A. Strickley and Tania James; poems by Jorie Graham, W. G. Sebald, Timothy Donnelly, Matthea Harvey, and others.
APS 15 is here.