The Paris Review

The Paris Review No. 175 Fall/Winter 2005

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The Writers at Work interview with Orhan Pamuk: “My mind is like that of a little playful child, trying to show his daddy how clever he is.”

Karl Taro Greenfeld explores the birthplace of SARS: “Southern Chinese have always eaten their way through the far reaches of the animal kingdom more adventurously than others . . . the sheer variety and volume of creatures they consumed came to include virtually any obtainable species of land, sea, or air.”

New war fiction by Benjamin Percy: “Throughout my childhood I could hear, if I cupped a hand to my ear, the lowing of bulls, the bleating of sheep, and the report of assault rifles shouting from the hilltops.”

Poetry by Mary Jo Bang, plus selections from a portfolio by Writers at Work interviewee Jack Gilbert.

The Paris Review No. 174 Summer 2005

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From the interview with Salman Rushdie: “My life has given me this other subject: worlds in collision. How do you make people see that everyoneís story is now a part of everyone elseís story?”

Debut fiction by Lisa Halliday: “Luigiís infinite repertoire had transformed him into a boy Orpheus. No minefield of consonants to worry about: he didnít have to speak. Even his appearance had begun to change.”

From China's Lowest Depths—Liao Yiwu speaks with a public toilet manager:“I have never seen a royal-family member taking a shit. If they did, they wouldnít come to do it in this public toilet.”

New poetry by Jesse Ball and Dan Chiasson.

The Paris Review No. 173 Spring 2005

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From Chicago to Chisinau—Aleksandar Hemon on the trail of an anarchist: “How did his hope so quickly turn to disappointment? How did the Land of the Free kill him, at the age of nineteen, months after he had arrived? This is what I wanted to write about.” 

“Psychic castration”—Les Murray looks back on his school years: “When American students asked me many years later what I thought about the Columbine massacre, I horrified them by saying, "We're shooting back now!"

Short fiction by A. S. Byatt and Jack Livings: “The children made chase, but the dog was too fast for them, cutting a jagged path through several of the older girls and boys who tried to intercept it at the corner. Zheng waited with Chen Wei, still gripping his butcher knife with two hands.”