In the National Theatre’s inaugural season in 1963 Michael Redgrave played Claudius to Peter O’Toole’s Hamlet. Apart from Olivier, the theatre’s first director, Redgrave,...

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Back to Their Desks: Nescio

Benjamin Moser, 23 May 2013

After publishing a handful of stories around the time of the First World War, Fritz Grönloh, an Amsterdam businessman, wrote almost nothing until his death in 1961. His small body of work is...

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Wobblibility: Aleksandar Hemon

Christopher Tayler, 23 May 2013

‘My story is boring,’ the narrator says in Aleksandar Hemon’s story ‘The Conductor’, in Love and Obstacles (2009): ‘I was not in Sarajevo when the war began; I...

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Two Stories

Diane Williams, 23 May 2013

Perform Small Tasks ‘One second!’ I said – for everything can go cold in a day or hot. For a man like me, there’s an on and off bulb that does the deciding. I had to find...

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Spinsters, in the old novels, are sexless, meddlesome and prissy. These days, what they used to call a spinster is a fearsome spectre.

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If it’s hard to tell what’s going on in William Gass’s fiction that’s because Gass himself doesn’t always know exactly what he’s set in motion. ‘As a...

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Pouting: Smiley and Bingham

Karl Miller, 9 May 2013

John le Carré has now published 23 books, the Great Bear of that night sky being the series of novels lit by the round English gentleman, spymaster George Smiley, he who wipes his glasses...

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To celebrate the inauguration of Barack Obama in 2009 a concert was held in Washington DC, on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial. ‘In the course of our history, only a handful of generations...

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Four Poems

Charles Simic, 9 May 2013

Let Us Be Careful More could be said of a dead fly in the window of a small shed, and of an iron typewriter that hasn’t lifted a key in years both in delight and dark despair. Merrymakers A...

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Poem: ‘Last Resort’

Jean Sprackland, 9 May 2013

I Borneo, 1951. Deep in the interior, on the deep jungle floor, a young missionary is kneeling not in prayer, but in the equally experimental service of edging a spatula into the earth and...

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9.4. They put stones in their eye sockets. Upper-class people put precious stones. 16.2. Prior to the movement and following the movement, stillness. 8.0. Not sleeping made the Cycladic people...

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‘He’s my enemy,’ Jane Auer recalled telling a friend when she first met Paul Bowles. But she immediately followed him to Mexico even so and, though she had been and would always...

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The screams were silver: Rupert Thomson

Adam Mars-Jones, 25 April 2013

Where Jim Crace’s Harvest refused all the conventions of the historical novel, Rupert Thomson’s Secrecy seems to run eagerly towards them, and yet the effect once again is of a genre...

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How to Shoe a Flea: Nikolai Leskov

James Meek, 25 April 2013

‘Lady Macbeth of Mtsensk’ has a murder scene as intimate, detailed and unflinchingly choreographed as its counterparts in Crime and Punishment and The Kreutzer Sonata. Katerina Lvovna...

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Poem: ‘Civilisation’

Ange Mlinko, 25 April 2013

I The Venetians, the Venetians –           you hear about the Venetians picking off the black grapes of Izmir...

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Two Poems

Matthew Sweeney, 25 April 2013

The Twins are far from identical. One is half-blind, the other hunts small birds with a crossbow. One has a decent tenor voice, the other rasps out the obituaries on local radio. One is vegan,...

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Towards the end of Middlemarch, Dorothea spends a mostly sleepless night following a dream-ending encounter the day before. At dawn, she goes to her window: She opened her curtains, and looked...

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Fetch the Scissors: B.S. Johnson

Colin Burrow, 11 April 2013

Until very recently I had never read any B.S. Johnson. I had a staticky reminiscence of what he might have been, which could be represented, using his own idiosyncratic conventions for marking the...

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