Who reads Vasily Grossman?

Last night I went to a really good talk on Vasily Grossman by Robert Chandler, his translator, down at Pushkin House in Bloomsbury Square. It was meant to be Robert Chandler and Yekaterina Korotkova-Grossman, Grossman’s daughter, but she was held up by visa troubles. I was expecting it to be about Everything Flows, Grossman’s last novel, which

Impossible poetry anthologies, and fridge poems

For a while now I have been on an impossible quest to find the perfect poetry anthology. In my mind, this Platonic volume manages to embody several contradictory properties. It must, first off, be compact enough to be carried around on a day to day basis, in case I get bored on a bus somewhere.