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
Literary Arts
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
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
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
Grace in the face of adversity is a hard perspective to develop, but Mason Buttle figures out he already has the perspective. At 12:30 p.m.
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
Cooley A pillow from high school, a fax machine and a glue stick — all ordinary things suggestive of a world beyond their material borders
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
After months of collecting graduation applications and organizing a deluge of diplomas, name tags and luncheon tickets, the staff at the CLSC Octagon are
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
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,”
Braithwaite Bloodstains menace the pages of My Sister, the Serial Killer. In the novel’s first chapter, Ayoola — gorgeous, magnetic and the eponymous murderer —
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,
Aimee Nezhukumatathil In “The Woman Who Turned Down a Date with a Cherry Farmer,” a poem from Aimee Nezhukumatathil’s 2003 book Miracle Fruit, a narrator
Jill Snyder For Jill Snyder, directing a museum is all about striking a balance between the establishment and the artist. “We come at (this) from