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Kaleem Hawa has written about art, film, and literature for the New York Review of Books, The Nation, and Artforum, among others.



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Hating it Lush: On Tel Aviv

Essay

May 2023

Kaleem Hawa

Essay

May 2023

I   They made the desert bloom, tall sparkling towers and clean Bauhaus lines, and apple-ring acacias, and teal blue shuttle buses, and stock...

Poetry

Issue No. 28

Three poems from issue 28

Sarah Barnsley

Valzhyna Mort

Kaleem Hawa

Poetry

Issue No. 28

Valzhyna Mort, ‘Music for Girl’s Voice and Bison’   Sarah Barnsley, ‘Virginia Woolf Has Fallen Over’   Kaleem Hawa,...

A major figure in English-language poetry for decades, Paul Muldoon has enjoyed one of the most successful careers of his generation His first collection was published when he was still an undergraduate at Queen’s University, Belfast Famously, Muldoon’s schoolteacher sent on a batch of his poems to Seamus Heaney (allegedly asking him what was ‘wrong with them’, to which Heaney replied, ‘Nothing’) and Heaney later recommended Muldoon’s work to his editor at Faber & Faber, Charles Monteith   The result was New Weather (1973), a collection of ballads, songs, and references to the apparently inconsequential artefacts of everyday life Muldoon has since written eleven collections of verse, won a Pulitzer Prize for Moy Sand and Gravel (2002), and taught poetry at Oxford, Cambridge, and the University of East Anglia He moved to the United States in 1987, and presently serves as poetry editor of The New Yorker and a Professor in the Humanities at Princeton, from where his latest book, The Word on the Street – a collection of rock lyrics written for his band the Wayside Shrines – takes its details of New Jersey life and lore   Paul Muldoon doesn’t like to go over old ground To read his poetry is to grow familiar with his presiding conviction that poetry comes in innumerable, changing forms The ludic wit, the acute sensitivity to what and how words mean, the verbal agility, and the freewheeling juxtapositions of diction – from the intellectual arcane to the low and demotic – permeate his work But its protean quality is most clearly manifest in the handful of books he’s published since moving to the United States In the book-length poem ‘Madoc’, in Madoc: A Mystery (1990), Muldoon supposes that Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Robert Southey take up their fancy of founding a Pantisocratic community in North America – perhaps dramatising his own geographic relocation – in short sections named after different philosophers, diagrams, and the odd snatching of coherent narrative The Annals of Chile (1994) develops the form of pseudo-autobiography explored in Madoc, as it imagines the life Muldoon’s father, a one-time mushroom cultivator, might have

Contributor

November 2019

Kaleem Hawa

Contributor

November 2019

Kaleem Hawa has written about art, film, and literature for the New York Review of Books, The Nation, and...

after Mahmoud Darwish    Why is a boy an exclamation,  and why are his dead a period?,  why do his sinews tighten when he sees  a Palestinian body? Does his vision narrow  because of their flight,  or because their world is raining with salt?  Why is a boy with a gun different  from a boy with a jail cell?,  if the tools of rupture are our arms for  repurposing the body, and the arms of  the state are our means of repurposing the male,  are we finally useful and breathing and nervous…?  Does the white mean Night’s arrival?,  or does night signal the white’s escape?,  and when that white city boy becomes  a White City man,  does the hate in his heart subside?,  or does it become an ellipses,  a Bauhaus history of stories started  and left unfinished 
You Arrive at A White Checkpoint and Emerge Unscathed

Prize Entry

November 2019

Kaleem Hawa


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Essay

Issue No. 18

The Disquieting Muses

Leslie Jamison

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Issue No. 18

I.   In Within Heaven and Hell (1996), Ellen Cantor’s voice-over tells the story of a doomed love affair...

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Issue No. 1

In Somaliland

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Issue No. 1

On a traffic island in the middle of Somaliland’s capital city, Hargeisa, is the rusting shell of fighter jet...

poetry

Issue No. 8

The Cloud of Knowing

John Ashbery

poetry

Issue No. 8

There are those who would have paid that. The amount your eyes bonded with (O spangled home) will have...

 

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