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Orlando Reade is writing a Ph.D. on English poetry and cosmology in the seventeenth century. His interview with Lynette Yiadom-Boakye can be read in The White Review No. 13.



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Wildness of the Day

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December 2016

Orlando Reade

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December 2016

One day in late 2011, waiting outside Green Park station, my gaze was drawn to an unexpected sight. Earlier that year a canopy of...

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Issue No. 13

Lynette Yiadom-Boakye

Orlando Reade

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Issue No. 13

Modern philosophy is threatened by love, whose objects are never only objects. Philosophers have discovered in love a lived...

Picture    Adam has just tasted the forbidden fruit; he’s bitten into the apple and he’s condemned to roll it in his mouth for eternity His mouth, wide open, is bitter The gigantic size of the apple matches in scale the enormity of the sin The same colour as the apple, a flower Looked at closely, this flower is a face What face? Sisyphus, who’s generally reduced in the mind’s eye, wrongly, to a stubborn boulder, was a crafty man, so crafty that the wordsmiths have claimed he was the father of Ulysses Wily, twisting, labyrinthine, craftiness evokes nets, laces, snares, knots And indeed, Sisyphus succeeded in chaining Thanatos who’d come to escort him to the kingdom of the dead    He’s the only mortal to have succeeded at this unheard-of exploit: cheating Death, ensnaring him, reducing him to powerlessness, to such a degree that the Immortals, jealous of their privilege, come to Death’s rescue and set him free On a corner of the apple, a squirrel… no, a hobgoblin… or rather, a bird It’s indifferent to the torments of Adam-Sisyphus and the symbolic implications of this picture    Indifferent, too, to the spectator    *   The Black Mantle    After killing the Minotaur, Theseus succeeded in getting out of the labyrinth thanks to the thread of Ariadne – Ariadne whom he would abandon (the ungrateful wretch!) on a desert island   These days, the labyrinth is empty and silent   All the same, the shadow of the Minotaur floats there, disconsolate and threatening – all in vain The shadow yearns to be set free, but it doesn’t know how to leave this sinister place and rejoin the kingdom of the dead So it continues to wander, without respite, in the inextricability of the labyrinth From time to time, it knocks into other shadows, those of its victims    On Olympus, the gods, gathered together on the occasion of a banquet, turn to Thanatos and ask him why he did he not escort the Minotaur to Hell Wrapped in his black mantle, Thanatos timidly lowers his eyes and does not answer   So the gods leave with a huge burst

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August 2014

Orlando Reade

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August 2014

Orlando Reade is writing a Ph.D. on English poetry and cosmology in the seventeenth century. His interview with Lynette...

Life outside the Manet Paradise Resort : On the paintings of Lynette Yiadom-Boakye

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November 2012

Orlando Reade

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November 2012

*   A person is represented, sitting in what appears to be the banal and conventional pose of a high street studio portrait photographer:...

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February 2011

Middle East protests give lie to Western orthodoxies

Emanuelle Degli Esposti

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February 2011

For thousands of individuals across the Arab world, 2011 has already become the year in which the political and...

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Issue No. 17

Water

Batia Suter

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Issue No. 17

Sources: Achate, Bilder im Stein / Josef Arnoth, Naturhistorisches Museum Basel Buchverlag, Bild der Wissenschaft 12, Dezember 1971, DVA StuttgartBasler Zeitung, Birkhäuser...

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Issue No. 1

Interview with Tom McCarthy

Fred Fernandez Armesto

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Issue No. 1

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

 

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