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No. 33

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The White Review No. 33 features interviews with writer Siri Hustvedt and feminist scholar Sara Ahmed. The issue includes new fiction by Gina Apostol,...

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The White Review Poet’s Prize 2023
For the first time this year, The White Review Poet’s Prize was open to poets based anywhere in the world. Last month we announced a shortlist of eight poets. ...

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Michael Earl Craig
Michael Earl Craig is an American poet from Livingston, Montana. He is the author of Can You Relax in My House, Yes, Master, and Thin Kimono.

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The Cinematographer, a 42-year-old man named Miyagawa, aimed his camera directly at the sun, which at first probably seemed like a bad idea

poetry

September 2011

Michael Earl Craig

poetry

September 2011

Last night Kurosawa’s woodcutter strode through the forest, his axe on his shoulder. Intense sunlight stabbed and sparkled and was generally dazzling.   A...
Sleepwalking through the Mekong

poetry

September 2011

Michael Earl Craig

poetry

September 2011

I have my hands out in front of me. I’m lightly patting down everything I come across. I somehow know the banana shake when...

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Catherine Lacey is a writer who came to New York by way of Tupelo, Mississippi. She is a New York Foundation of the Arts...

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About Blue: Velestovo

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About Blue: Velestovo   1   …when I say the name: Velestovo, I think of deep blue. Of blue...

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Issue No. 10

Letter to a Frozen Peas Manufacturer

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Issue No. 10

Dear Frozen Peas Manufacturer, We are writing to you because we feel that the peas illustrated on your package of...

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Breath-Manifester   Each bared morning is a swell time to die, Leaving the town’s ornate maze for the level...

 

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