The puritan impulse teaches us that every eccentricity is a weapon that threatens the state and that threatens oneself. [John] Waters’s oeuvre up to this point teaches that every eccentricity is absolutely a weapon that threatens the state but also a means of ennobling and even saving oneself.
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New this week: You’re Not Much Use to Anyone byDavid Shapiro; A Song for Issy Bradley by Carys Bray; After Everything bySuellen Dainty; The Blue Buick by B.H. Fairchild; Ice Shear by M.P. Cooley; and a new translation of The Bacchae by Euripides. For more on these and other new titles, check out ourGreat Second-half 2014 Book Preview. Support The Millions: Bookmark this link and start there when you shop at Amazon.
Beginning today and lasting to the end of the summer, the New Yorker website is free — and includes its complete archive from 2007. Our humble suggestions of where to begin your reading frenzy.
It should go without saying that no one goes into poetry for money.
Poetry makes us children again.
Novels have hurt me. Stories have punctured my skeptical skin. Essays have made me rethink the world. But a melancholic poem shatters me.
A well-placed poem can remind us that our existences are, cosmically, equally as brief as these 15 lines.
'Spring and Fall,' written by Gerard Manley Hopkins in September, 1880, and collected in his Poems and Prose, is the saddest poem ever written.
"Though the pages of My Salinger Year are lousy with writers, at heart this is a book about readers, professional and unprofessional, who hunger for communion with the remote and often troubled authors they revere.” - Michael Bourne reviews My Salinger Year and a literary world now lost.