Shadow Matter

North Dakota Quarterly is proudly based at the University of North Dakota. As a result, we feel the start of the academic year quite acutely. Students return, faculty return, and campus returns to life. It’s almost impossible not to think about the classic campus novels, whether Kingsley Amos’s Lucky Jim,

Being Digitally Humane

In the latest issue of Ploughshares, Viet Thanh Nguyen states “literary change at the structural level will not happen without quantification. We will not be able to see how prejudiced our tastes are if we do not track who we are publishing and who we are hiring.” He recognizes, of

F is for…

A short poem by Dave Wieczorek from NDQ 86.1/2. It’s perfect reading as the days are getting just a bit shorter and summer is giving way to fall:   F Is For . . . Felicitous by natureFamous for her charmFelicity by nameFinally, lost to all   ~ Dave Wieczorek is a longtime

The Other Boys of Summer: The Ashes

As the “Frog Days of Summer” are upon us here on the Northern Plains, our collective attention (well, at least mine) turns to the UK where the Ashes have started. The Ashes refers to the diminutive trophy that goes to the winner of the England-Australia, test-match cricket series. This series happens

Congratulations to N. Scott Momaday

It was exciting to hear this week that N. Scott Momaday received the Richard C. Holbrooke Distinguished Achievement Award of the Dayton Literary Peace Prize. This is hardly Momaday’s first award, of course; he won the Pulitzer Prize in 1969 for his novel, House Made of Dawn. In 2007, he received the

Poetry on the Page

I had an interesting conversation with a contributor to the next issue of North Dakota Quarterly. We accepted some poems with lines that might exceed the width of our standard page, and the author asked whether we could find a way to publish them without breaking them. There are, of

A Poem: An Olive Grove in Crete, 1941

Each summer, I spend time in Greece doing archaeological field work and thinking about historical landscapes that stretch from deepest antiquity into the 20th century. Certain events in the 20th century have left indelible scars in the Greek countryside and on our collective spirits. David Pratt’s short poem, which appears

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