Backyard Film Festival
When Fred Schneider turned sixty, he wanted to mark the occasion. A tall, thin man with reddish blond hair, he describes the feeling as a…
Meeting Bhimsen Joshi
This article has a long, varied history. It began life as an e-mail to a friend. Then, at his suggestion, I posted it to RMIC….
How sometimes, we are tied down by the Normal; we don’t want to realize all of our dreams. Here she was, compromising all her dreams…
It was a late September evening when the sun came out after a 2 hour long shower. Cold water running through the streets drench my…
Another loveless year is past. I am growing old now. Twenty six, at some impressionable age long ago seemed way too old for anymore fun…
After She Was Gone
The phone rang. Papa was in his usual place in front of the telly, watching Call My Bluff, and muttering why Mummy wasn’t home yet….
OREGON COAST: THE SEARCH FOR ORDER IN SEPARATE THINGS
Umbrellas and pity passed me by
as water from heaven
fell onto pop cans and whiskey bottles
thrown on the grass and sidewalk.
THE HOUSE THAT LOTA DE MACEDO SOARES BUILT IN SAMAMBAIA
When the cascade was revealed
its babble was replaced by
the allegations of cotinga birds
and the pleas of tamarin monkeys.
you’ve fed yourself to River
gnawed everything you are not.
Symbols And Signs by Vladimir Nabokov
Every month, The Reading Room showcases a short story, or excerpts of a book, from some of the greatest writers the world has ever seen.