“Amsterdam, it is always water and houses painted black and white, all windows, with sculpted gables and lace curtains; the black, the white splinter in the water. And so it is always water, dead water, iridescent water and gray water, alleys of water that do not end, canals guarded by dwellings like enormous dominos…” The […]
Another work of French writing in Saturday European Fiction with the debut of Marie Sizun in English as her novel Her Father’s Daughter is about to be published by Peirine Press in a translation by Adriana Hunter. Marie Sizun wrote her first novel at 65 years old and has gone on to publish seven more […]
“…then the day when I will have seen the world once again robust held fast like the two parts of a belt buckle the word Russia and the word happiness I will really be ready to die…” From Phrases: Six Films by Jean-Luc Godard, translated from the French by Stuart Kendall. The book, to […]
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