Chicago Review

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Articles from Vol. 44, No. 2, Spring

Abstract, the Part below the Water Confines Side; Abyss, the Lower Part
Abstract, the part below the water confines side; Abyss, the lower part. Adam or Adham, the divided or created part, man home or homo Babel of Chaldes, the spring water place part, habitation or dwelling place Brittain, Beritan, Bretan or Bredan inclosing...
A Vaguely Personal and Economic Consideration
Basically there are two factors in approaching our equation: banks and desire. A practical country, seemingly the reverse when it comes to the rigor others mostly reserve for the platter. Anything less pathetic makes public a groan raised in sleep to...
Body Work
"No, I've never left my body," Alice says. She keeps her eyes down. She is balancing seven peas on her fork and feels she can't afford to look away from their precarious position on its prongs. "Never been out of it, even once. Not that I know of, anyway."...
Moonchild Learns about Angels
In the beginning was the Word. So they said. And definitely singular. Was. Word. "They" being the grimy Sunday school where us children were delivered for safekeeping while (so I later deduced) the mummies and daddies - the house to themselves - went...
Oe versus Dog Bamboo
Call me Oe. Father of the eponymous Oe Mirror which casts an unreversed image of the viewer on its concave steel surface. One day a hundred Oe Mirrors of all sizes will grace the walls of Oe Hall - my future home and stronghold. Soon I will write my...
The Origin of Nemesis
I fell in love with the Nemesis in the summer of 1978. That was Tokyo. A town not impartial to romance. Any city will do when you're in love - St. Louis, Pads, New York - all you need is a park, a few lonely lanes and a care or two. Everywhere you have...
Walk-Out: Rereading George Oppen
To be read posthumously It will as a matter of fact happen And it is a big fact It is a big fact which will happen for very small reasons. - George Oppen But what kind of poetry do you understand with one reading that you go on using and remembering...
What the Stars Meant
On a backwards-running clock in Lisbon, By the marble statue of Pessoa; On an antique astrolabe in London Tracing out the sky above Samoa, Thousands of miles away - in time, in place, Each night conspires to create a myth That stands for nothing real,...