ISSUES | summer 2012

Featuring reviews of: Convicting the Innocent: Sixty-Five Actual Errors of Criminal Justice by Edwin M. Borchard (1932) The Court of Last Resort by Erle Stanley Gardner (1954) The Innocent Man:…    read more

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“Would It Surprise You I Don’t Like Mornings?”
“The First Time, Wafer-Like and White”
“In the Absence of Grass”
“Sarajevo Cycle: 1992 to 1996”
“Cinema Verité: A Love Story”

“The War Reporter Paul Watson on Winning the Pulitzer Prize”
“The War Reporter Paul Watson on Suicide”
“Portrait of the War Reporter Paul Watson as a Young Man”
“The War Reporter Paul Watson Meets Mother Theresa”
“The War Reporter Paul Watson Retells the Story of the Diver and the Goddess”
“The Poet and the War Reporter Paul Watson Go for a Sled Ride”

​”The Trumpetvine Clarions to the Honeybees”
“Three Lauds”
“A Benediction: On the Tulpenwoede of Seventeenth-Century Holland”
“The Lord God Bird ​(​Campephilus principalis)”

Recently I visited the Stanley Kubrick exhibit at the Eye Museum in Amsterdam, after having reread Richard Ellmann’s biography of James Joyce. Together the exhibit and the Joyce bio reminded…    read more

He stood six-foot two in socked feet, six-three in boots, and his hair was the color of rotting straw.  His father was a former Green Beret who referred to his…    read more

I don’t usually ride at night, but here I was setting out at about 9:30 PM. The evening seemed to grow lighter as the rain ended, and a matte-gray sky…    read more

Starting out, my mother is excited to be driving. She sings along with the radio. The sunlight is yellow and bright on her left arm.  She wears sunglasses and looks…    read more

I was twenty-seven years old and working a dead-end job in the city when I discovered that my grandmother, who’d died young in 1955, had been a nymphomaniac too. The…    read more

The trip couldn’t have mattered more: it was my first, and the potential client was worth half a billion dollars. Maybe I wasn’t flying to London, Tokyo or Dubai as…    read more

Ten years ago today my father went overboard in a stern trawler fifty miles offshore, and I’m headed down to the breakers for an omen. It’s early morning, and the…    read more

Supposedly when you tear your ACL, you hear a loud pop: God’s hands clapping once. I didn’t hear anything. I tore the ACL and the MCL and part of the…    read more