The Antioch Review

The Antioch Review publishes fiction, essays, and poetry from both emerging and established authors. The Antioch Review is one of the oldest literary magazines in the United States and is published by Antioch College.

Articles from Vol. 56, No. 3, Summer

Alice Notley's Epic Entry: "An Ecstasy of Finding Another Way of Being." (Line from Woman Author's Long Poem 'The Descent of Alette')
Alice Notley's The Descent of Alette was first published in its entirety in a somewhat obscure work, The Scarlet Cabinet: A Compendium of Books, containing writing also by Douglas Oliver (Scarlet Editions, 1992). While a portion of the long poem appeared...
A Light Rain Reached Down to Her Face the Fringe of a Mist
A light rain reached down to her face the fringe of a mist there was no color yet in the ghost dawn but around her through the full consonance of the stream came here and there clear voices opening as she passed close to them trills telling of water...
- but That Was Long Ago at the Beginning - the Judge Said
- But that was long ago at the beginning - the Judge said - back when you were at the Pastor's school and at that time none of us knew what went on there and the constables kept rounding up lepers and shipping them over dropping them off at Waikolu along...
Drought Notes
Pressure at my temples like a balm to relieve The pressure that preys beneath it . . . Why would anything want to be understood? I loathe not the aftermath but the moment Of comprehension. No more pain Gleaned from the dead run of enlightenment (Where...
Exquisite Disjunctions, Exquisite Arrangements: Jorie Graham's "Strangeness of Strategy." (Contemporary Woman Poet's Use of the Long Line of Poetry)
". . . the act of writing . . . grows dead and automatic if not constantly reinvigorated by strangeness of strategy." (Letter from Jorie Graham to Charles Wright, quoted in Quarter Notes.) In a letter to his friend Robert Bridges, Gerard Manley Hopkins...
George Geiger (1903-1998)
George Geiger, one of the founding editors of the Antioch Review, died in March of this year. Born in New York City, he attended DeWitt Clinton High School and earned four degrees during his eight years at Columbia University. He was a member of the...
Half Waking Again Knowing That She Was in the Valley
Half waking again knowing that she was in the valley but under a roof once more she lay still in the darkness it seemed to her that she felt nothing and knew no names no stories and that she was flying without moving in a night without stars without...
Hon W D Smith Pres BD of Health Honolulu
Hon W D Smith Pres Bd of Health Honolulu Sir in accordance with your request herewith a complete list of the residents of the valley of Kalalau there are twenty three households four of which consist of only one old man each In nine households no leprosy...
How Utterly Still She Sat as She Was Saying It All
How utterly still she sat as she was saying it all Anne thought and then Pi'ilani went on - There was so much talk and talk when I came out of the valley back to Kekaha the first time they had been talking ever since we had left and they believed themselves...
She Remembered Kaleimanu Saying That He Was Falling
She remembered Kaleimanu saying that he was falling asleep before he died and his face was in front of her all during the days when she could see Ko'olau sinking from beside her those months when he was going the same way the child had gone it was more...
She Was Sure Now as She Lifted the Tangle of Branches
She was sure now as she lifted the tangle of branches guava and then o'hi'a and kopiko remembering Kawaluna looking at her steadily each time and then shaking her head and saying - You know that nobody has found him - and yet Pi'ilani had come each time...
Skirting the Precipice: Truth and Audience in Literature
I. Is Literature True? The question whether written works are true, false, or in between, as well as the question of what we should make of our answer to that question, are central to Western considerations of the arts. Plato, speaking through Socrates...
Subway Dancer and Snake
Whap. The thick soles of his unlaced high-tops hit the word. Then the concrete floor. It's on the wall of the station, the ugly tile wall. The word. Whap. He hits it again. It takes a good running start to do that. It takes juice to do it. Steam. And...
The Man Who Changed His Name
My uncle Abby had this peculiar habit of declining to dry his hands after he washed them. He'd wave them around instead until the water evaporated. When I asked him why he didn't just use a towel, he'd mutter some nonsense about not wanting to wear out...
Three Green-Eyed Monsters: Acting as Applied Criticism in Shakespeare's 'Othello.' (Play by Elizabethan Dramatist William Shakespeare)
"O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger; But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects,...
Without Kaleimanu to Take Care of Any More
Without Kaleimanu to take care of any more and keep warm and carry with them it was easier to move around the valley and to her it seemed too easy as though she had been cut adrift and was floating away but Ko'olau's feet were much worse after the day...
- You Walked All Night - Anne Said - There Is Still a Long Way to Go -
- You walked all night - Anne said - There is still a long way to go - Pi'ilani answered - I want to be down there in the valley before it gets dark - She took off the borrowed shawl folded it on the bench and lifted her old black steaming wrap from...