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FICTION

José SaramagoYÞt An excerpt from the novel Seeing
I’m very worried, there’s something distinctly odd going on, so far not a single voter has turned up to vote.

Dumitru TsepeneagYÞt An excerpt from the novel The Vai n Art of the Fugue
A dog with the mouth of a fox stood in his way. In a courtyard a fat man was killing a pig, watched by several women in pink silk dresses.

Bernd LichtenbergYÞtWHAKATANE CALLING
Once everyone was in bed and acting like they were asleep, I slipped into my father’s study and turned on the CB radio.

Helle HelleYÞt PHEASANTS
He asks where I bought my wardrobe. I bought it in a department store. He asks if he can look inside, and I say that he may not.

Ismail KadareYÞt HAGIA SOPHIA, A WALL PAINTING
“I shall convert Hagia Sophia from a church into a mosque. And you, who had the courage to say no, will be the one to do it.”

Binyavanga WainainaYÞt ALL OTHER THINGS REMAINING EQUAL
Before her fear of her mother could overwhelm her, Milka let out an urgent breath of words, from her stomach, in Gikuyu: “I’ll tell Gordon.” Her mother gasped, let go, and turned away.

Kamila Shamsie YÞt ANOTHER LOVE STORY
“Widows do well in politics,” I said. “You die, I’ll get elected to your seat and actually do some of those things you kept promising when we first got married.”

Edmundo Paz-SoldánYÞtSREBRENICA
The bodies were piled one on top of the other, in various states of decomposition. On a half-exposed skull in the stark morning sunlight, I could see a blue baseball cap with a Nike logo on the side.

Roberto BolañoYÞtMAURICIO (“THE EYE”) SILVA
One day I heard that The Eye had left Mexico. I wasn’t surprised that he hadn’t said good-bye. The Eye never said good-bye to anyone. I never said good-bye to anyone either.

POETRY

Seamus HeaneyYÞt TO MICK JOYCE IN HEAVEN

Federico García LorcaYÞt ODE TO WALT WHITMAN
NEW YORK: OFFICE AND DENUNCIATION

Vera Pavlova YÞt ONE TOUCH IN SEVEN OCTAVES

Magnus William-OlssonYÞt From THE MOMENT FOR PINDAR
IN A SMALL SPACE IN TIME

Mukoma wa NgugiYÞt RECIPE: HOW TO BECOME AN IMMIGRANT AND AN EXILE

Iman MersalYÞtIT SEEMS I INHERIT THE DEAD
AN ORDINARY FALL

Lynn ChandhokYÞt PHUL CHUNAN

Daisy ZamoraYÞt HAIL

Yang JianYÞt ON THE BRIDGE
THATCHED HUT
COMPANION
WILLOW

Bei LingYÞt TIME LIKE A FALLEN HORSE

Miho NonakaYÞt BACH’S INVENTIONS
BIRCH SKIN

NEW VOICE – POETRY

Rawaan AlkhatibYÞt GHAZAL I

INTERVIEWS

LYDIA DAVIS
The acclaimed fiction writer and translator talks with Rick Moody about the pleasure of Proust in English, the plunge into a new language, and the untranslatable.

BINYAVANG A WAINAINA
The award-winning writer and founder of the magazine Kwani? discusses “the mafia of petty ideas” and the revolution in the Kenyan literary scene with Frank Bures.

ANITA DESAI
The author of Fasting, Feasting; The Zigzag Way; and twelve other books talks with Tin House assistant editor Ben George about uncovering the unknown in India’s past and present, a lifelong pull between countries, and what it’s like to live in post-9/11 America.

FEATURES

Dominique Parent-Altier YÞtPRIZES OF THE FALL
Each year France is seized with anticipation over its literary prizes, from the venerable Goncourt to those bestowed by restaurants and the post office.

LOST & FOUND

Ann Gelder YÞt on Yuri Olesha’s Envy and Other Works

Francine Prose YÞt on Andrei Platonov’s
The Fierce and Beautiful World


Austin MerrillYÞt on Ahmadou Kourouma’s
The Suns of Independence

BLITHE SPIRITS

Francine ProseYÞtBECHEROVKA
Prague is the scene for the beginning of a love affair with Dr. Frobrig and Josef Becher’s syrupy, euphoria-inducing liqueur.

THE LAST WORD

INTERNATIONAL PERSONALS
Seeking wolf-boys, peasants, nihilists, arts-loving gold diggers, soup eaters,and obnoxious girlfriends.

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