The Review

The Paris Review No. 102

“For years, I’ve tried to stare at a piece of paper for a while every day. It tends to turn one into a kind of monster”: W. S. Merwin on the Art of Poetry.

Cynthia Ozick on why ego is boring, and fear of the large novel.

Stories by Alice Adams, Rick Bass, and Joan Silber. Poems by Charles Baxter, John Koethe, and William Matthews.

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