{"id":9,"date":"2011-05-18T14:00:33","date_gmt":"2011-05-18T18:00:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/?page_id=9"},"modified":"2023-10-19T10:10:13","modified_gmt":"2023-10-19T14:10:13","slug":"current-issue","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/","title":{"rendered":"236.4"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-298\" title=\"236-v4-cover\" src=\"\/236magazine\/files\/2011\/05\/236-v4-cover-424x636.jpg\" alt=\"236-v4-cover\" height=\"398\" width=\"264\" \/>Poetry:\u00a0KATHERINE HOLLANDER<\/h2>\n<div>\n<address>General Strike, Berlin 1920; For My Brother<\/address>\n<p>Like a painting by a Dutch artist,<br \/>\nVermeer or Rembrandt.<br \/>\nVan Gogh: \u201cThe Turnip Eaters.\u201d<br \/>\nThey pause, motionless, a tableau <a title=\"Poetry: Katherine Hollander\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/poetry-katherine-hollander\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Featured Faculty: LESLIE EPSTEIN<\/h2>\n<address>Menage \u00e0 Six<\/address>\n<p>Friends! Leib Goldkorn speaking. Though I can hardly believe myself the miraculous events I am about to relate. They took place on the night of my 104th birthday, in my birthplace of Iglau\u2014now, in the Czech Republic, the town of Jihlava. <a title=\"Fiction: Leslie Epstein\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-leslie-epstein\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Fiction: ANTHONY WALLACE<\/h2>\n<address>The Old Priest<\/address>\n<p>The old priest is a Jesuit, brainy and fey.\u00a0 He smokes Pall Malls fixed bayonet-style in an onyx and silver cigarette holder and crosses his legs at the knee.\u00a0 He tells stories as if he is being interviewed for a Public Television special on old priests. <a title=\"Fiction: Anthony Wallace\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-anthony-wallace\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Poetry: TESS TAYLOR<\/h2>\n<address>Elk at Tomales Bay<\/address>\n<p>Nimble, preserved together,<br \/>\nmilkweed-white rears upturned,<\/p>\n<p>female tule elk<br \/>\nbowed into rustling foxtails.\u00a0<a title=\"Poetry: Tess Taylor\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/poetry-tess-taylor\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Fiction: FARLEY URMSTON<\/h2>\n<p>The streets are quiet near Samuel\u2019s house and no one is in the shops, not even the shopkeepers. Mr. Chigudu\u2019s OK Market is empty, too; anyone can go inside at any time because there is nothing to steal or protect, only trash and dirt. <a title=\"Fiction: Farley Urmston\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-farley-urmston\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Fiction: STEVE SANDERS<\/h2>\n<address>Actual Innocence<\/address>\n<p>On a Sunday afternoon in the middle of football season, I ride with Emily to visit the condemned man\u2019s family. This is probably for the best since I\u2019ve lately come to realize that football games are what those in the program refer to as one of my triggers.\u00a0<a title=\"Fiction: Steve Sanders\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-steve-sanders\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Poetry: SOPHIE GRIMES<\/h2>\n<address>Three Dioramas of Landscapes With Your Face Always in the Way;\u00a0Flourishing Rainbow Apartment Complex<\/address>\n<p>Wild plum thickets form a dense tangle<br \/>\n[criss crossed string in a shoebox]<br \/>\nof small, stiff branches. <a title=\"Poetry: Sophie Grimes\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/335-2\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Fiction: MICAH NATHAN<\/h2>\n<address>As the Old Greeks Would Say<\/address>\n<p>I found my cousin Sarah in <em>Delfino<\/em>, a small bar at the end of Kairos Street. She wore a short white dress and was barefoot, with tawny calves and thin wrists, the sort of girl you expect to see in a vacation brochure. <a title=\"Fiction: Micah Nathan\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-micah-nathan\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Poetry: REBECCA KAISER GIBSON<\/h2>\n<address>Observations<\/address>\n<p>A papaya sprig needs<br \/>\nonly two years time \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 and then will grow. <a title=\"Poetry: Rebecca Kaiser Gibson\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/poetry-rebecca-kaiser-gibson\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Fiction: ANTONIO ELEFANO<\/h2>\n<address>The Girl in the Blue Dress<\/address>\n<p>I met you by the pig pens on the last day of the state fair.\u00a0 You were holding onto your mother with one hand and a half-eaten corndog with the other.\u00a0 I asked, \u201cWho is that?\u201d\u00a0<a title=\"Fiction: Antonio Elefano\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-antonio-elefano\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Fiction: JESSICA ULLIAN<\/h2>\n<address>Sabato Sera<\/address>\n<address><\/address>\n<p>In the cramped staircase, Irene and Amy bicker over whose turn it is. Last weekend Amy took the smug family of four with the fair-haired children who wailed as she conveyed her regrets from the chef, who declined to make spaghetti and meatballs \u201cjust this once.\u201d <a title=\"Fiction: Jessica Ullian\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-jessica-ullian\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Poetry: RENEE EMERSON<\/h2>\n<address>Witness<\/address>\n<p>I read books of myths, legends, consolations to add<br \/>\nto the untouched library of the mind. <a title=\"Poetry: Renee Emerson\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/poetry-renee-emerson\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Fiction: P. B. O\u2019SULLIVAN<\/h2>\n<address>Baptiste<\/address>\n<p>Jean-Marie walked down General Lee Boulevard holding his daughter\u2019s hand. They crossed over into the white part of town where the Dance Inc. store was. Baptiste was skipping and singing. <a title=\"Fiction: P.B. O\u2019Sullivan\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-p-b-osullivan\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Poetry: CALVIN OLSEN<\/h2>\n<address>Confession<\/address>\n<p>She sits alone, a small chapel<br \/>\nall to herself. Please do not enter<br \/>\nthe sign reads, except for confession. <a title=\"Poetry: Calvin Olsen\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/poetry-calvin-olsen\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Fiction: ROMAN STURGIS<\/h2>\n<address>Junipers<\/address>\n<p>Before his first year at Texas, Bruce and I spent most of the summer on our family\u2019s property in Round Top, improving the land for grazing.\u00a0 Our mother had passed on Fourth of July, and we just had to get out of the house. <a title=\"Fiction: Roman Sturgis\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/fiction-roman-sturgis\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<h2>Poetry: CHLOE MARTINEZ<\/h2>\n<address>Apollo<\/address>\n<p>Their voices come back to us thin with static:<br \/>\ndescribing a pockmarked dustscape, they sound<\/p>\n<p>almost disappointed, until they turn and see\u2014<br \/>\nblue-marbled, strange, familiar\u2014earth <a title=\"Poetry: Chloe Martinez\" href=\"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/past-issues\/current-issue\/poetry-chloe-martinez\/\">(more&#8230;)<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Poetry:\u00a0KATHERINE HOLLANDER General Strike, Berlin 1920; For My Brother Like a painting by a Dutch artist, Vermeer or Rembrandt. Van Gogh: \u201cThe Turnip Eaters.\u201d They pause, motionless, a tableau (more&#8230;) Featured Faculty: LESLIE EPSTEIN Menage \u00e0 Six Friends! Leib Goldkorn speaking. Though I can hardly believe myself the miraculous events I am about to relate. 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