Our Fall Issue
Our terrific new issue is up on our homepage and headed to your mailbox. Mark Anderson’s gorgeous cover, titled Fragments from Space, illustrates Shai Secunda’s moving review of an Israel Museum exhibit that juxtaposes miraculously recovered fragments of Ilan Ramon’s space diary with Dead Sea Scroll texts about Enoch, who was also an astronaut of sorts.
Other highlights include novelist Dara Horn’s brilliant review of a new film, and first-time contributor Neil Arditi’s fascinating recovery of the tragic Jewish poet Samuel Greenberg, from whom Hart Crane cribbed.
We haven’t forgotten about the fall holidays (though it is shocking to realize quite how close they are): Eitan Fishbane has translated the Ba’al Shem Tov’s grandson on the (surprising) meaning of the shofar blast, and Noah Millman has returned to our pages with another startling, extraordinary piece on Shakespeare, “Sitting with Shylock on Yom Kippur.”
Articles by
Daniel Gordis
Dara Horn
Ilana Kurshan
Deborah E. Lipstadt
Michael Weingrad
and more…
Romania!
“I Do Not Care if We Go Down in History as Barbarians” is a reenactment; the quotation marks are part of its title, suggesting just how meta this film becomes. It steps back one more level into the minds of the people doing the reenacting.
A Stolen Seat
“Good Shabbos—you’re sitting in my seat” takes on a whole new meaning when it’s your brother- in-law talking. From a Russian Jewish diary, with an introduction by Alice Nakhimovsky and Michael Beizer.
The Last Word
We took for granted that the connection between the cards and the players they represented wasn’t just arbitrary. A 1975 Hank Aaron card—which we would just call “a Hank Aaron”—was worth at least half a dozen Richie Zisks or Frank Tananas, but it was more—one might almost say deeper—than that.
- From The Symbol Catcher
- by Abraham Socher
- Issue Fall 2019
Unquiet Ghosts of the Ghetto
As we mark the 80th anniversary of the fall of Poland to the Germans in World War II, a new documentary gives a glimpse inside the Warsaw Ghetto.
The Last Word
We took for granted that the connection between the cards and the players they represented wasn’t just arbitrary. A 1975 Hank Aaron card—which we would just call “a Hank Aaron”—was worth at least half a dozen Richie Zisks or Frank Tananas, but it was more—one might almost say deeper—than that.
- From The Symbol Catcher
- by Abraham Socher
- Issue Fall 2019
Past Issues
Issue No. 39
Fall 2019
Issue No. 38
Summer 2019
Issue No. 37
Spring 2019
Issue No. 36