Dublin
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A Poetics of Questions: The Bower by Connie Voisine
To learn is perhaps Voisine’s primary goal in writing the poems in The Bower.
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Traveler in Residence
Then a light turns on and a panic sets in, like noise: unassailable, unnameable.
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Voices on Addiction: Jack and the Boss
My sobriety is still a mystery to me. Forty years this December.
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The Alienation of an Irish Abortion
Was it a dream? A nightmare? I felt like I’d been sold a lie. There was no husband or caring partner, no safe home or solid income. Just me, pregnant and alone, in an abortion clinic with my rapist.
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The Lonely Voice #27: William Trevor, What Haunts Us Is Us
And this is the majesty of William Trevor. He creates—and at the same time affirms—the dark we’ve all got inside us. He gives our nightmares flesh.
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Cancer and Other Space Journeys
Aoife Mannix is a novelist and poet who grew up in Dublin and lives in London. This week she underwent surgery for cancer. Here is a wonderful poem she wrote and posted on her blog, Living as an Alien, before…
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Our Literary Footpaths
Over at The Toast, Rebecca Turkewitz writes about the intersections between literary geography and the real, from Joyce’s Dublin and Tolkien’s Middle Europe to Faulkner’s Mississippi and Munro’s Ontario—how we explore these places by walking through pages, and how they…
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His Greatest Masterpiece
The banality of evil hides in people, and who they unleash it upon become forever tainted by their names. They become one. Creator and monster. Evil by association.



