Whatwuzit?: The 1996 Atlanta Summer Olympics Reconsidered
...into focus. City, state and private security forces are everywhere, abandoned buildings have been gussied up and pressed into service, and $5 million has been plowed into making a showpiece...
Deep in the Cane: The Southern Soul of Gil Scott-Heron
...her "sense of soul and self, that African sense," describing her as "absolutely not your mail order, room service, typecast black grandmother." To many in Jackson, she also possessed great...
The Same Language: A Memoir by Ben Duncan
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Saints at the River and Selected Poems
...every burden her life had carried so far, open a room for this new becoming as her body flowed around her man like water. August, 1959: Morning Service Beside...
Cosmopolitanism and Nationalism in Native American Literature: A Panel Discussion
...from groups as diverse as the National Park Service and Custer re-enactors. Besides being chock full of insightful analysis, it is a rollicking good tale. Michael is also a dean...
Lyle Saxon and the WPA Guide to New Orleans
...from him is not superior enlightenment but time and circumstances. It's a gap worth bridging, if only to appreciate arguably the most serviceable guide to the city's culture and history...
Longleaf, Far as the Eye Can See: A New Vision of North America's Richest Forest
...Smokey Bear. However, foresters such as Yale professor H. H. Chapman, and Austin Cary and Eloise Gerry of the US Forest Service, demonstrated their understanding of fire as a management...
"Gaps in People's Lacks": James Franco's As I Lay Dying
...someone to do with Faulkner on celluloid what has only been attempted on stage thus far. The theater troupe the Elevator Repair Service has staged a dramatic reading of the...
Opening at the Center for Documentary Studies at Duke University
Tom Rankin, Delta Winter, Bolivar County, Mississippi, 2010. Tom Rankin is stepping down as the director of the Center for Documentary Studies at Duke University after fifteen years of service....
Congregation
...as the vestibule—neither in, nor out. The service went on. I did nothing but watch, my face against the glass—until someone turned, looked back: saw me. Benediction I thought...