Tharoor In his genre-spanning oeuvre as a writer, journalist and critic, Kanishk Tharoor is occupied with dustsceawung, an Old English word that roughly translates to “the contemplation of dust.” “Its closest equivalent may be ‘nostalgia,’
Daniels In a computer file named “poem ideas,” Jim Daniels transcribes phrases, images and concepts from the 3-by-5-inch notecards he keeps on his person and by his bedside table. The reminders, very brief notes, “operate
Kovacic Kristin Kovacic believes that “Chautauqua students are the ones teachers will find in heaven.” Kovacic, who is an author and essayist, teaches at Winchester Thurston School and Carlow University’s Low-Residency MFA Program. She was
Author My Tran answers questions after reading excerpts from their work, "Tree rings, like concentric ghosts," during the celebration to award Tran and their work the Janus Prize, Chautauqua's literary award to honor writers who
As Rion Amilcar Scott introduced his short story, “A Loudness of Screechers,” on Sunday in the Hall of Philosophy, he issued a warning to the audience. “This is narrated by a 16-year-old girl, so please
Ton-Aime When Sony Ton-Aime writes poetry, he is devoted to the stanza’s literal definition. In its original Italian, stanza means “room” — a concept that is, for the Wick Poetry fellow, evocative of home and
Ruhl The first email Sarah Ruhl ever received from Max Ritvo was not about reincarnation, relationships or other existential musings that fill the white space of the exchanges published in Letters from Max: A Book
Tippett Blanco The idea of home is, for Richard Blanco, as elusive as the definition of love. Born in Madrid to a Cuban family that would soon after immigrate to the United States, Blanco grew
The CLSC Class of 2018 during the recognition ceremony alongside fellow CLSC alumni on Wednesday, Aug. 8, 2018 in the Hall of Philosophy. HALDAN KIRSCH/STAFF PHOTOGRAPHER Fifty years ago, Neil Armstrong took a small step
Cooley A pillow from high school, a fax machine and a glue stick — all ordinary things suggestive of a world beyond their material borders — are the stuff that populate Nicole Cooley’s “Marriage, Objects,”
The ghosts that haunt the 2019 winner of The Chautauqua Janus Prize emerged, as subjects of great literature often do, from “an imaginary affair with Emily Dickinson.” My Tran’s “Tree rings, like concentric ghosts” —
After months of collecting graduation applications and organizing a deluge of diplomas, name tags and luncheon tickets, the staff at the CLSC Octagon are ready for Recognition Week. The four days of festivities —
Scott If, like poet Minnie Bruce Pratt observes in “All the Women Caught in Flaring Light,” one thinks of “a poem as a door that opens / into a room where I want to go,”
Dustin Parsons On Sunday in the Hall of Philosophy, Dustin Parsons apologized to ghosts. The fourth section of Parsons’ fragmented, nonfiction essay “The Domestic Apologies,” “Apology to the Ghosts” addresses “that cold spot in the
Braithwaite Bloodstains menace the pages of My Sister, the Serial Killer. In the novel’s first chapter, Ayoola — gorgeous, magnetic and the eponymous murderer — has just fatally stabbed her boyfriend of exactly one month,
Hoffman Roy Hoffman thinks stories have the capacity to reverberate across eras. During his Week Six writer-in-residence reading on Sunday in the Hall of Philosophy, Hoffman read two nonfiction pieces: “The Enduring Ring” and “A