The Paris Review No. 101
“The child was in a state of panic. There was a pile of crumpled pages on the floor, and my wife was saying, ‘I can’t believe this. I can’t believe this.’ She took the pad and pencil and dashed something off. I had been trying to write the perfect absence note”: E. L. Doctorow on the Art of Fiction.
Derek Walcott on poems v. plays, the West Indies, and the theater of the sea.
A story by W. S. Merwin. Poems by Linda Gregg, Eamon Grennan, Ha Jin, and Howard Nemerov.