Lamech and His People
They speak in low, jumping tones. They love little jingles and rhymes. When they write, it’s tortured and simple, polished in all the places you…
What I See in Istanbul
When I tell my Turkish friends I came to Istanbul to escape the West, they think I’m being ironic. I’ve explained that if you’re young and live in…
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Autumn Term Essay Title: “Death by Water: The Fiction of Drowning in Mid-Century Translation” Mark: Flagged for Further Consideration We find this…
