East Fifth Street: A Poster for the Oresteia East Fifth Street: A Poster for the Oresteia
Pasted bumpily on brick, life-sized. Inside, in a former foundry's casting vault, my father in the role of Agamemnon died. A thin-browed bronze mask skating
Dec 15, 2005 / Books & the Arts / Anne Winters
The Displaced of Capital The Displaced of Capital
"A shift in the structure of experience..." As I pass down Broadway this misty late-winter morning, the city is ever alluring, but thousands of miles to the south
Dec 15, 2005 / Books & the Arts / Anne Winters
MacDougal Street: Old-Law Tenements MacDougal Street: Old-Law Tenements
We're aware in every nerve end of our tenement's hand-mortared Jersey brick, the plumbing's dripping dew-points, the electric running Direct, and on each landing four hall-johns fitted to the specifics and minima of the 1879 Tenement Housing Act. We lived in its clauses and parentheses, that drew up steep stairways and filled the brown airwells with eyebrowed windows. Unwhistling, the midwinter radiator lists in its pool of rust. A lightcord winds through its light chain; from a plasterless ceiling-slat topples a roach, with its shadow. Downstairs, our Sicilian widow beats the cold ribs with a long-handled skillet, and faucets drum in twenty old-law flats.
Dec 15, 2005 / Books & the Arts / Anne Winters