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Claire-Louise Bennett
Claire-Louise Bennett grew up in Wiltshire and studied literature and drama at the University of Roehampton, before settling in Galway. Her short fiction and essays have been published in The Stinging Fly, The Penny Dreadful, The Moth, Colony, The Irish Times, The White Review and gorse. She was awarded the inaugural White Review Short Story Prize in 2013 and has received bursaries from the Arts Council and Galway City Council. Her debut novel, Pondwas published by Fitzcarraldo Editions in 2015 and shortlisted for the Dylan Thomas Prize in 2016. Her second novel, Checkout 19, is published by Jonathan Cape in August 2021.

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The Russian Man

Fiction

Issue No. 27

Claire-Louise Bennett

Fiction

Issue No. 27

Many years ago a large Russian man with the longest tendrils of the softest white hair came to live in the fastest growing town...

poetry

Issue No. 13

Morning, Noon & Night

Claire-Louise Bennett

poetry

Issue No. 13

Sometimes a banana with coffee is nice. It ought not to be too ripe – in fact there should...

‘We have received around 150 of them,’ Massimo Osanna tells me, as we peer into four small crates stuffed full of dusty freezer bags Each bag contains a letter and a lump of something – stone, shards of marble, bone I extract one of the samples, a faded brown envelope with a row of Spanish stamps Inside, a lozenge of pumice and an accompanying note ‘This item was removed dishonestly,’ it reads ‘With deep apologies’   ‘We have received so many,’ Osanna continues, ‘that we’ve decided to have an exhibition It will be called: “What I stole from Pompeii”’ In October 2015, Osanna, Pompeii’s archeological superintendent, announced that he’d been receiving a number of unexpected parcels They arrive addressed to the excavation site in Pompeii and the Archeological Museum of Naples, and hold an assortment of stolen fragments Many are accompanied by letters of apology attesting to the vaguely formed fears of an uneasy conscience ‘I would like to return this stone,’ one reads, referring to a teardrop of pumice ‘My boyfriend took it during our holiday to Pompeii in August, and I feel rather wrong about it’ Others are more specific, attributing illness and misfortune to the stolen pieces of rock ‘I wish to return this stone to its original place because my husband is taken long ill,’ a Japanese woman explains ‘Please put it back in the ground’ Correspondents often admit to returning the items in hope of appeasing the gods of misfortune – ‘I am convinced that these pebbles that I took from Italy bring me bad luck,’ begins a letter from Florida, ‘For this reason, I’m sending them back so I can be free’ – while others articulate fears of supernatural forces at play ‘Taken from Pompeii fifteen years ago’, a man from London confesses, returning a small red rock ‘I return it to you so the curse can be lifted’   To understand the curse of Pompeii we must look first to Mount Vesuvius, the double-humped volcano in

Contributor

August 2014

Claire-Louise Bennett

Contributor

August 2014

Claire-Louise Bennett grew up in Wiltshire and studied literature and drama at the University of Roehampton, before settling in...

The Lady of the House

fiction

Issue No. 8

Claire-Louise Bennett

fiction

Issue No. 8

Wow it’s so still. Isn’t it eerie. Oh yes. So calm. Everything’s still. That’s right. Look at the rowers – look at how fast...

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Prize Entry

April 2017

Terre Haute

Lauren Van Schaik

Prize Entry

April 2017

We’ve been quarantined in the school gym for three weeks when we realise just how much we’ve forgotten. Not...

fiction

Issue No. 9

Pulitzer Prize-Winning Author James Murphy's Notes on Nicola Morelli Berengo

Francesco Pacifico

TR. Livia Franchini

fiction

Issue No. 9

Biography | Cattolicissimo trio composed of mother father beloved son. God, why doesn’t the English language have an equivalent...

Art

June 2013

Ghosts and Relics: The Haunting Avant-Garde

John Douglas Millar

Art

June 2013

‘The avant-garde can’t be ignored, so to ignore it – as most humanist British novelists do – is the...

 

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