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La Buena Muerte
A selection of new poems from Spain
Cool It
An Essay on Climate Change
Rachmones
A new short story
From ‘Russia’
Translated by Robert Chandler
The Final Edition
A reflection on the past and future of the periodical
The Letters Of Hugh Trevor-Roper
A new collection of the waspish historian’s extensive correspondence, introduced by Alasdair Palmer
Lighten Our Darkness
A Short Story
Poetry
“I am not a poet,” Márai insisted. That would seem to settle it, but it has to be remembered that Márai had exceptionally high standards and he was playing with prosody at a time of exceptional fecundity in Hungarian poetry. He was the contemporary of Attila József (considered by some as the greatest of all Hungarian poets), Mihály Babits, Dezső Kosztolányi, Sándor Weöres, Miklós Radnóti, János Pilinszky, poets who are the match of any of the better-known names of the last century such as Auden, Eliot, Celan, Pound, Larkin.
