All You Need Is Love (I Hate You, Mr Stredelwitz), 2014
Altered cabinet card, casein, acrylic
Introduction, by Jim Hicks
Not long ago, in these pages, while mulling over how
writerly imaginings shape the stuff of history, Sabina
Murray made a striking claim: "What we learn through
fiction, we don't learn through fact, we learn through
people. We learn things through how people
experience them". . . .
The Factory, a novel excerpt by Ricardo Piglia,
translated by Sergio Waisman
From a distance the building looks like a fortress,
rectangular and dark. In recent months the Industrialist—
as everyone here calls him—has reinforced the original
structure with steel planks and wooden partitions. . . .
The Death of André Breton, a poem by Dean Young
Only page 200 and already Breton's
finding it impossible to reconcile
life to his ideal. If only he could feel
my old dog drinking from his cupped palms. . . .
Telling the Time with Emily Dickinson,
an essay by Peggy O'Brien
Time consumes us in both senses of the verb. The
more it ravages the body, the more the mind dwells
on it. It toys with us. We play with it. We're subject
to it and make it our subject endlessly. . . .
Searching for a Head in Nigeria, an essay by Roger Atwood
"A place of lofty trees . . . as beautiful as Paradise."
So the German adventurer Leo Frobenius described
the sacred Olokum Grove in Ife in 1910. For months
before I arrived in Nigeria, I wondered what the grove
would look like. . . .