Poetry by Xavier Villaurrutia, one of the few openly homo-sexual Latin American writers of his time, presented here with a book-length critical study by Nobel Laureate, Octavio Paz. --Copper Canyon Press. The latest of Eliot Weinberger's brilliant translations of Latin American poets brings to English the major volume of an impeccable Mexican modernist. --Booklist.
A vibrant narrative history of three hallowed Manhattan blocks—the epicenter of American cool. St. Marks Place in New York City has spawned countless artistic and political movements. Here Frank O’Hara caroused, Emma Goldman plotted, and the Velvet Underground wailed. But every generation of miscreant denizens believes that their era, and no other, marked the street’s apex. This idiosyncratic work of reportage tells the many layered history of the street—from its beginnings as Colonial Dutch Director-General Peter Stuyvesant’s pear orchard to today’s hipster playground—organized around those pivotal moments when critics declared “St. Marks is dead.” In a narrative enriched by hundreds of interviews and dozens of rare images, St. Marks native Ada Calhoun profiles iconic characters from W. H. Auden to Abbie Hoffman, from Keith Haring to the Beastie Boys, among many others. She argues that St. Marks has variously been an elite address, an immigrants’ haven, a mafia warzone, a hippie paradise, and a backdrop to the film Kids—but it has always been a place that outsiders call home. This idiosyncratic work offers a bold new perspective on gentrification, urban nostalgia, and the evolution of a community.
Inspector Head, having ascertained that Edward Carter has been shot down at his own door at four o'clock on a January morning, finds in the snow the murderer's footprints, leading to a gate, and stopping there! The tracks do not go on, nor do they reappear anywhere: the murderer, having walked as far as the gate, apparently vanished into thin air! This is the initial problem in a mystery into which is woven the love story of Hugh Denham and Marguerite West - but it is by no means the final or greatest problem of the book. Here is not only mystery, but a very human story. Charles Henry Cannell (1882-1947) was a prolific English author who wrote many mystery, adventure, western and fantasy novels under the pseudonyms E. Charles Vivian, Jack Mann and Barry Lynd.