It’s getting toward wintertime here in North Dakotaland, and this past week we enjoyed a couple of frosty mornings. These prompted me to share Matthew Brennan’s contribution to NDQ 90.3/4 which is almost on its way to the printer. It is a lovely reverie on the changing seasons that could
I have a little tradition of making sure that the last work in any issue of NDQ gets a little extra attention here on the website. For NDQ 90.3/4, it’s Nathan Whiting’s poem “To Scale.” Its unconventional formatting shakes up what it means to read a text and to experience
Bill Caraher | As I dig back through the NDQ Archives, it’s great to see names that appear both in issues edited by the former editors (especially Bob Lewis) and in those that have appeared over the last five years. Earlier this week, I was drawn to a poem by
Over the last few weeks, I’ve been hanging out in the NDQ archives and finding some intriguing things to read over lunch or in the gaps in my day. This morning, I cued up issue 51.2 from Spring 1983. It’s a pretty spectacular issue with a wide range of contributions
Every now and then, I delve into back issues of the Quarterly which are now available online for free. For whatever reason I was surfing through issue 54.2 this week. The issue’s them is “Discontents” which seems an appropriate It contains three poems that trace the tensions between nature and
I spent a good bit of my life preoccupied with churches and the beginning of Byzantium and this summer is no exception. It is especially nice when my world as an archaeologist and my world as the editor of North Dakota Quarterly converge as they did in NDQ 90.1/2. Click
One of the odd situations in which Mediterranean archaeologists find themselves is being surrounded, from time to time, by people on vacation. It’s a reminder that for many people the summer months offer chances to go on vacation, make memories, and spend time with family. While my many years of
There is something about summer sunsets whether flavored by Saharan dust or smoke from wild fires. Andrew Wittstadt’s poem “Sunsets Like a God Damn Painting” is a brilliant reflection on those moments and how they have a kind of fleeting absurdity. If you feel like you want to explore NDQ
This month we’ve been introducing the appearance of NDQ on Project Muse. As many readers undoubtedly know, this gives us a stable platform for circulating NDQ in digital format and a way to make NDQ available at more libraries around the world. To celebrate this happy new situation, our publishing
This month we’ve been introducing the appearance of NDQ on Project Muse. As many readers undoubtedly know, this gives us a stable platform for circulating NDQ in digital format and a way to make NDQ available at more libraries around the world. To celebrate this happy new situation, our publishing
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