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Chris Newlove Horton is a writer living in London.

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Prize Entry

April 2016

Chris Newlove Horton

Prize Entry

April 2016

He said, ‘Tell me about yourself.’ He said, ‘Tell me about you.’ He said, ‘Tell me everything. I’m interested.’ He said, ‘I want to...

fiction

April 2015

Heavy

Chris Newlove Horton

fiction

April 2015

It is a two lane road somewhere in North America. The car is pulled onto the shoulder with the...

Although I had landed two hours before, I was drinking wine and not coffee as I waited for a friend, a newly credentialed lawyer, to explain his concerns about civil liberties in his country At my back, shrieks rose My mistake had been remembering the yearly transformation of the Bassin de La Villette as festive This visit to a café on the canal’s bank had been my suggestion Floating dive bars lift anchor, replaced by kayaks and bulky platforms within which it’s possible to pilot a child’s plastic boat or, last year’s innovation, to swim A whine reached us from a zipline A boat whose deep pink sail bore a logo for the 2024 Olympics rotated slowly, moored unstably to two buoys The city’s bid was in Meanwhile, temporary metal fences cordoned off the canal, and last August, to walk alongside it, one had to submit to a guard rifling through one’s bag To another American, I pointed out Doric columns, the Villette Rotunda, built in the eighteenth century as a tollbooth in the city’s wall Like a tree, Paris has grown in concentric rings; this wall, where taxes used to be exacted, was succeeded by a looping railway, by the Périphérique highway, and, most recently, by a scheme called Grand Paris, which will incorporate some of the suburbs into an extended Métro web and administrative system So unpopular were the taxes – and, by extension, the Rotunda – that its architect, Claude-Nicolas Ledoux, was imprisoned by revolutionaries in 1793 The American had heard of Ledoux’s dream, a city of three thousand inhabitants laid out radially around a salt works that the architect had built He sketched buildings whose geometries cross Neoclassical and ziggurat – Space-Age avant la lettre A vast orb sunk among mausoleums would serve as a cemetery As with the factory, which centred a director’s house the architect called a ‘temple of surveillance’, the design emphasised sightlines The panopticon was not, for Ledoux, incompatible with utopia On the contrary, in Chaux city, the architecture would refine the thinking of the citizenry[1] They would have nothing to hide Michel

Contributor

August 2014

Chris Newlove Horton

Contributor

August 2014

Chris Newlove Horton is a writer living in London.

James Richards: Not Blacking Out...

Art

December 2011

Chris Newlove Horton

Art

December 2011

Artist James Richards appropriates audio-visual material gathered from a range of sources, which he then edits into elaborate, fragmented collages.   But whereas his...

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poetry

January 2016

Two New Poems

Elena Fanailova

TR. Eugene Ostashevsky

poetry

January 2016

(POEM FOR ZHADAN)   This (my) country will be the death of you Its military mathematics Its secret services...

feature

September 2012

Negation: A Response to Lars Iyer's 'Nude in Your Hot Tub'

Scott Esposito

feature

September 2012

I do not know whether I have anything to say, I know that I am saying nothing; I do...

poetry

July 2014

Little Pistorius in a Sleevelet of Mirrors

Joyelle McSweeney

poetry

July 2014

INSERT: Little Pistorius in a Sleevelet of Mirrors A ballet performed by the corps du ballet of S——– to...

 

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