By William Caraher Peter Marcuse’s and David J. Madden’s In Defense of Housing: The Politics of Crisis (Verso 2016) is a elegant survey of issues facing housing on a global scale. For the authors, the contemporary housing crisis exists in the tension between housing as home and housing as a
Over the next few weeks, North Dakota Quarterly will reprint a series of short reviews that explore the legacy of Elwyn B. Robinson’s History of North Dakota on the occasion of its 50th anniversary. Far from being a local book on a local place, Robinson’s History of North Dakota was ambitious in scope and elegant in execution.
The title of this post is from Raisin in the Sun: Act III. From Lorraine Hansberry’s play Les Blancs: Act II, Scene 2: TSHEMBE: I am simply saying that a device is a device, but that it also has consequences: once invented it takes on a life, a reality of
Over the next few weeks, North Dakota Quarterly will reprint a series of short reviews that explore the legacy of Elwyn B. Robinson’s History of North Dakota on the occasion of its 50th anniversary. Far from being a local book on a local place, Robinson’s History of North Dakota was ambitious
The sugar house was situated on high ground where all the chocolate in the world hardened into place. The chocolate made a base for the house, with underlying strength both for a ground floor and a cellar, as well as a second floor and garret. The sugar family lived there,
Sharon Carson It is no exaggeration to say that history is being made along the Missouri River in North Dakota right now, as the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe’s legal and political stand against the Dakota Access Pipeline (DAPL) has been endorsed by tribal nations across North America, while the on-the-ground
Our editors at North Dakota Quarterly are busy folks working to keep the quality of the journal as high as possible and pursuing their own creative work. Last week, our poetry editor, Heidi Czerwiec published a series of five prose-poems at KYSO Flash inspired by vintage perfume. (As an aside, check
by Wayne Harrison Prologue—September 17, 1994 (31 days after the killing) These seconds are the last he has and he counts them silently on the hard bunk. When the rubber sheet crackles he restrains his breath, staring through the cell door window at a panel light that smells of bleach
The waning days of summer bring stories of summer travels, and this got me thinking a bit about travel across North Dakota. I’ve lived in North Dakota for more than a decade and every trip out of town feels like an adventure as prairie vistas, small towns, and prospering little
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