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Summer Reading

  Savoring the freedom of the summer, finishing my half of the book with Zarko Radakovic (We: A Friendship) and writing an introduction to a collection of my essays to be published as Dwelling in the Promised Land as a Stranger: … Continue reading

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Zarko and Nina / Photo and Drawing

When Zarko posted these images side by side on his Facebook page, I thought he was responding to Nina’s work with photos of scenes she reminded him of—first his photo of the Gobi desert, then his photo of an Umbrian … Continue reading

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Robert Walser: Walking

I’ve been reading a beautiful little book of Robert Walser’s occasional essays on paintings, translated for the most part by Susan Bernofsky and published by New Directions. A copy of the painting in question is pasted to the page preceding … Continue reading

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Translation

14 June 2018 Dear Žarko, I’ve just read Gabriel Josipovici’s new novel, The Cemetery in Barnes. The protagonist is a translator and as I read his descriptions of his work I thought of you sitting in your study in Cologne … Continue reading

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The Afternoon on the Sava

The journal RIC (red in corner) just published my essay about a long afternoon on a houseboat restaurant outside of Belgrade on the Sava River. It will eventually be a section of the book We: A Friendship, co-authored with Zarko … Continue reading

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My Lucky Day

A letter from Germany’s most important literary publisher!   It’s from their royalty department! I’ll be able to pay off my credit card, or maybe my mortgage. My contribution to the volume, 2.5 pages, gives me a share of the … Continue reading

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“It was twenty years ago today . . .”: Celebrity and Immortality

  Paris, 30 August 1997   “Louis Quatorze est mort en . . . en . . . en . . .”   “Oui! Oui! Oui! Oui!, says the old man’s friend quickly, hoping to forestall a lecture.”   It is … Continue reading

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Žarko Radaković: Art Critic and Photographer

I wrote earlier about notebooks, specifically about the notebooks of Peter Handke, Žarko Radaković, and Alex Caldiero — three writers whose work I admire and for whose friendship I am grateful. 107 images cut from Handke’s notebooks — cut out … Continue reading

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Immortal for Quite Some Time — Time Moves On

Yesterday would have been my brother John’s 66th birthday. June 3rd. Since 1991 that date has been a reminder to me, an occasion to reflect again on fraternity and loss. Yesterday passed without a thought. Today, writing about my friend … Continue reading

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Notebooks

I’m writing a biography, of sorts, of Zarko Radakovic. Fragments of biography. Flights of fancy interspersed with passages from my notebooks. Reading through a notebook I filled on a trip to Alsace and Paris (in Paris I met Zarko and … Continue reading

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