When the traveler arrived at the pension the wind was blowing hard. Before going in to have the hot soup he had been thinking about, he left his luggage inside the door and walked a few blocks in order…

Das vertrackte Gebäude der Geschichte, das Archiv und das geschriebene Wort sind im westlichen Denken seit Langem Gegenstand kritischer Erörterung. Welche Lektionen aber erwarten uns, wenn wir unsere…

“Will there be time to make myself a mask when I emerge from the shadows?” is a question Alejandra Pizarnik asks herself in “The Green Table,” a poem of fragments, queries, and laments in which…