New Fiction from Ukraine
Join us this month as Ukrainian critic and writer Oleksandr Mykhedintroduces a compelling collection of new writing from Ukraine.Sashko Ushkalov's protagonist considers a new career as a panda,Taras Antypovych contemplates a future in which life expectancy is mutable, andTanya Malyarchuk plots to snare an interloping rat.
Words without Borders: Writing Exile, September 16
Where: Verso Books, 20 Jay St., Suite 1010, Brooklyn, NY
When: Tuesday, September 16, 7:00
Words without Borders, in collaboration with FreeDimensional and Verso Books present a reading from WWB's September issue dedicated to writing exile. The reading aims to draw attention to the voices of writers forced from their homes, and will feature contributors and other special guests reading selections from the issue. To accompany the reading, freeDimensional will present an exhibition of work from contemporary visual artists who have experienced persecution and forced displacement as a result of their artistic practice.
Featured readers will include Israel Centeno, Kayhan Irani, Évelyne Trouillot, and Nathalie Handel.
The event will also feature the work of visual artists in exile Arahmaiani, Zunar, Owen Maseko, Chaw Ei Thein, and Issa Nyaphaga.
Save the Date for the Words without Borders Gala
October 28, 2014, 6:30 PM. At Tribeca Three Sixty.
Where the Sidewalk Bends: An Interview with Sylvio Fraga
By Rachel Morgenstern-Clarren
RMC: Which writers and musicians were the biggest influences on you while you were growing up between Brazil and the US? Were there any hyphenated artists who particularly inspired you?
SF: When I was growing up, I wasn’t so much into reading but I loved music, mainly what my parents put on at home or in the car. João Bosco, Milton Nascimento, Rita Lee, Paul Simon, Billy Joel, Caetano Veloso, Yes . . . The first art I loved and assimilated was music. more>>>
The City and the Writer: In Iowa City with Chris Merrill
By Nathalie Handal
NH: What is the most extraordinary detail, one that goes unnoticed by most of the city?
CM: There is a ravine behind my house, in which I like to run after writing. Stone steps lead down to a creaky footbridge, across which lies a pile of bark, which was never spread along the trail, and at dusk I take great pleasure in circling that pile on my way to the river.more>>>
Alessandro Baricco's Mr. Gwyn
Reviewed by Jennifer Florin
In an attempt to combat an approaching aimlessness after his sudden retirement, Gwyn chooses the new vocation of a copyist. more>>>