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THE PARIS REVIEW No. 172
Winter 2004 |
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Barry Hannah on self-hating Southerners, .45 caliber teaching tools, and overcoming alcoholism: “I was often taught that everything is worth it for art. Everything. It was a cult.”
Disaster Remembered: “They stood in the black dust, talking, breathing, wondering at it. People came from all around in their cars and on their bikes to have a look. We didnít know that death could be so beautiful.”
Strange new fiction from Haruki Murakami: “Okawa gobbled down the sardine, stripping it from head to tail, then cleaned his face. ‘That hit the spot. Much obliged. Iíd be happy to lick you somewhere, if youíd like . . .’” |
| TABLE OF CONTENTS |
| INTERVIEW |
| Barry Hannah, The Art of Fiction No. 184 |
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| FICTION |
| Jennifer Davis, Giving Up the Ghost | | Robert McCarthy, I Am the Author of My Own Life | | Haruki Murakami, Heigh-Ho | | Padgett Powell, Horses |
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| FEATURE |
| Svetlana Alexievich, Voices from Chernobyl | | Christopher de Bellaigue, What Is Reasonable? |
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| POETRY |
| Judith Berke, Playground | | Alexandra Budny, Two Poems | | A. B. Epstein, Nomad Journeys | | Edwin Gallaher, Two Poems | | Vicki Hearne, The Wax Figure Ruined | | Anthony Hecht, Visitations | | William Logan, Crossing Newfoundland | | Wayne Miller, Reading Sonnevi on a Tuesday Night | | Benjamin Paloff, Two Poems | | John Poch, February Flu | | Lynne Potts, Two Poems | | Jaroslav Seifert, Mozart in Prague | | Patty Seyburn, The Alphabetizer Speaks | | Jeffrey Skinner, Two Poems | | Henry Sloss, From the Heights | | Charlie Smith, Out of the Way Bungalow-Style Areas | | Dabney Stuart, Gifts | | Al Wiggins, Was It Quiet Like This? | | Imants Ziedonis, Two Poems |
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| ART |
| Matthew Buckingham, Untitled (The Truth about Abraham Lincoln) | | Maurizio Cattelan, Now | | Shirana Shahbazi, Goftare Nik (Good Words) | | Olav Westphalen, Greetings from America |
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