I was sitting on the sofa one Sunday morning when the phone rang. I didn’t want to get up. I just wanted to do nothing. I finally grabbed the phone, and it was Ko Kyaw Shwe, […]
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In detective stories there’s no birds sing. Joy is forbidden, temptation the sign of the devil, illicit, enthralling, a siren not a song. Joy is the accomplice of crime. Solving a crime, no matter how chaotic […]
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As a Chinese citizen, I cannot publish in China. But I can freely “promote Chinese culture” in the U.S., engage in cultural exchanges, and speak from the lectern at American universities I am deeply impressed by […]
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One Saturday morning while I am walking around my new Pittsburgh neighborhood, I buy a human-sized mirror for a dollar at a yard sale. My sons buy toys and a dinosaur—only 50 cents for each! Walking […]
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translated by Aung Aung Taik About ten days later after battling the weeds in my garden, I began to see the little reddish sprouts of lettuce. The green peas were perhaps shy at the beginning; just […]
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“Many people talk nowadays about messages everywhere, inside the organism a hormone is a message, a beam of light to obtain teleguidance to a plane or from a satellite is a message, and so on; but […]
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After working for many years as an editor and a translator, I have become increasingly aware of the many ways the two activities overlap. How their roles change and how we view these two activities bring […]
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