Nonfiction
Winter 1967
Excursion
9.30 a.m. The door eases open and a Bread Loaf cottagemate peers in the shaded room. “Time to get up,” he says. “If you want to get through the morning, […]
Fiction
Summer 1963
Wunderjude
Here I am in Heidelberg as I promised Bernie I would be. What day is it? Tuesday. I said Tuesday in the afternoon and here it is 3.00 o’clock and […]
Department KR: A Section of Briefer Comment
Spring 1961
Just an Impression
There sat the diplomat-poet, as cool as water, and four scientists on the carpeted stage of the concert house, in front of the King of Sweden and 2000 guests of […]