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Kaleem Hawa

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,...

I met John at the dance summer school He was standing at the lower set of doors towards the bottom of the hall, half-in, half-out, as if he was hoping to be missed Cherri was sitting on the empty stage The other girls had left half an hour ago When she saw her father, Cherri picked up her yellow rucksack and walked towards us, her chunky pink trainers squeaking on the old lino The building had once been a theatre and now served as a community centre As she walked across the hall, I turned to him Mr Smithley, I said, unable to finish my sentence I wanted to say that he should have been there earlier It did something to a child, always waiting for their parents But he smiled, as though he had been expecting me, not the other way around I fingered my pendant, readjusted my neckline I could not tell what he wanted exactly: men were often baffled by my fantastical appearance in a banal environment   He peered at the name badge pinned on my dress Vashti, he said Call me John He held out his hand and, after a second, I had to withdraw mine because it started burning So, he said, looking around me but not focusing on anything What will my daughter learn in the next few months? Barbara’s Premier Touring Dance School Makes Winners in the Essex Region, he read aloud from the promo poster tacked on the wall Cherri waited, rubbing her itchy-looking ankles together She looked nothing like John, with her red skin and fuzzy blonde hair He frowned at her, like she was a fossil in a museum or something else that had once been interesting The girls learn to dance and sing, I replied And even if they don’t go on to a career, they leave with our ethos to guide them through life What’s the ethos? he asked, baring small white teeth Confidence, composure and commitment, I said His confrontational manner implied great self-assurance or deep insecurity I could not yet tell them apart   Have you had a

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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Interview

Issue No. 1

Interview with Tom McCarthy

Fred Fernandez Armesto

Interview

Issue No. 1

For those expecting him to be, as the New Statesman called him, ‘the most galling interviewee in Britain’, Tom...

feature

March 2013

Heroines

Kate Zambreno

feature

March 2013

I am beginning to realise that taking the self out of our essays is a form of repression. Taking...

Interview

March 2017

Interview with Rodrigo Hasbún

Enea Zaramella

Rodrigo Hasbún

TR. Sophie Hughes

Interview

March 2017

Rodrigo Hasbún (born Cochabamba, Bolivia, 1981) has published two novels and a collection of short stories; he was selected...

 

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