GANGO is Shona for a frying or roasting clay pot or pan which was traditionally an important utensil used to roast corn, groundnuts, monkey nuts or meat. In urban lingo, gango is a meat frying pan ...

Now she’s entering a new chapter, as she works towards launching her debut poetry book, "Hero Dreams Shine" in spring 2025. The book features 45 different poems written over the span of ...

Our Poetry Book of the Month reviews include two invigorating releases by Diane Seuss and a dark, posthumous collection by Tove Ditlevsen Alongside Terrance Hayes, Diane Seuss has a strong case to ...

“We hope to improve all of these aspects with machine learning.” Quanta spoke with Hie about the parallels between DNA and human language, what Evo can and can’t do, and the poetry in programming. The ...

I know Frost’s poetry well, having written “Robert Frost: A Life” and, quite recently, a small book in which I analyze sixteen of my favorite Frost poems. I never liked some of the later ...

Kashiprasad Ghosh (1820s) to Basudhara Roy (2020s), Indian English poetry has walked a long glorious way; from uncertainty to confidence. We open Roy’s A Blur of a Woman and see contemporary ...

Liz McSkeane is a poet, fiction writer and publisher, winner of the Hennessy New Irish Writer of the Year for her poetry and the Irish Writers’ Centre Novel Fair for her historical novel Canticle.

Isabella Cotier By A.O. Scott Poems aren’t pictures ... Oppen published a formally ambitious book (“Discrete Series”) and tried to run a small publishing house. Then in 1934 he stopped ...

A new book by the journalist Katherine Stewart finds a far-right movement seething in resentment, suspicious of reason and determined to dominate at all costs. By Jennifer Szalai Plenty of ...

To keep it simple, we've excluded poetry, short story collections, and plays, and we've only included books published before 2000. So while you won't find any Sally Rooney, Sarah J. Maas ...

Tell me that you do not think of me, that you have forgotten the wild proscenium of cloud, how bodies affix and then elide, the sky’s stenography. I only ask for you to tell me you have not ...