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SPRING 2020

Art demands the cultivation of courage, for the writing life is a solitary one. This is not to say the writer is reclusive or dislikes big parties. But the work is a path one must, eventually, go alone.

The years of company spent with great minds, both the living and the dead, the summer evenings spent in leisure reading for pleasure, the weeks one spends enduring life at breakneck speed with only a moment to jot ideas down on napkins–all this for a few hours alone so a poem, essay, or story might breathe.

POETRY

Octavian Paler
trans. Carla Baricz 

We, Who Were At Troy


Sarah Crowley Chestnut

Calling

Brad Holden

Origen’s Vision

Denise K. James

2020

Lily Jurskis

Lex Orandi

 

Prose

Liesl Basile

Myth and Modernity:
Is There A Place For Sleeping Beauty?

Naomi Kim

Vespers

Samuel Liu

This Vein Is Infinite

Samuel Liu

The Same Book 

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