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AGNI 81

Contents

Editor's Note

The Problem of Other Minds

Fiction

Ivan at the Wedding
If Anyone Had Told Me Where We Were Going
Haven’t a Clue
A Note on the Type
The Loss of All Lost Things
from My Struggle, Book Four
Translated from the Norwegian by Don Bartlett
The Rain That Time/That Thing That Happened
Meeting God
Breaking Up
Who’s Crazy Now?
The Middle Child
Return of the Frenchman
A Simple Composition

Essays

Hikikomori: Salt Constellations
A Eulogy for the Living
In a Foyer (a) and an Attic (b)
Tiles, Clouds, Boys, and Penicillin
Fainting
A Frame Also Is Like Love
Shadowboxing: No, Really: What Is To Be Done in Ukraine
Bodies in Motion
Crucibles: Is Knausgaard for Real?
Taormina, Traces

Poetry

There’s Not a Lot of Work for Sideways Man
Vidalia
Ode to a South Window
The Pines of the Villa Pamphili
Frederico’s Querencia
Villanelle
Baptist Town
Next Summer’s Garden
Winter Move
Natick
Window Washers
Attic Stairs
Self-Portrait at Twenty-Eight in Iberia
Pentimento
from Une Cave, Une Caverne, Un Trou . . .
The Wind Lends a Voice To a Mountain Laurel Above Pretty Polly’s Grave
Stopping at Texaco a Year After My Brother’s Death
The Heart in the Snow
The Invented Man
It was how a sentence
Ritalin
Automatic Pool Cleaner
Helsingaar
Dead Star Warps Its Partner’s Light
The Future Is Your Friend
Poems of Summer
Hay Cutting
Bringing Home the Bull
Love Song of the Barred Owl
AGNI 81

Anna Schuleit Haber’s arresting sequence of paintings—from which we take our cover and portfolio—is entitled The Voice Imitator. How apt that is, for AGNI 81, even more than previous issues, is a gathering of uniquely expressive tonalities. From the fictional flights of writers like Stephen Dixon, Lynne Sharon Schwartz, Amina Gautier, and Karl Ove Knausgaard; to the essayistic renderings of Chloe Honum, Jennifer S. Cheng, and Adam Szczucinski; and on to poems and translations by Cyrus Cassells, Patricia Hooper, Noah Warren, Martha Silano, and Vivek Narayanan, the octaves of the contemporary are thoroughly sounded.

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