by Anna Bartlett In 2023 there are more state-based conflicts than in any other year since the end of World War Two. Is this a return to realism or a signal of a new era of conflict? One of the oldest approaches to global politics, realism in international relations highlights the primacy of state self […]
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by Siddiq Islam REALISM – late 18th century: from real + -ism, after German Realismus Realism is humans’ attempt at capturing the world around them in a ‘realistic’ way. The word applies itself in many contexts, from the art world, where painters try to depict natural objects as accurately as possible rather than the more symbolic […]
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by David Akanji
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by Vittorio P. Cuneo-Flood Darst thou accuse me of being a fool, If I hold to the truth: ’tis the same for us all. The gall! The cheek! That you would dare say: We live in a lie so there isn’t a way. Nay, I do not mind to disagree, But I can’t accept, that you are free To say […]
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by Siddiq Islam Pile up a few more eggs onto my plate. They lie there slopped among the ample meats. Another meal the same and never late, The yolks devoured. On my brute mouth eats. The camp is calm and peaceful, full of hate. How lovely next to bombed, imprisoned streets. What separates is nothing but a gate, My army and the […]
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A PDF of the print version of Issue #94 – Realism – can be downloaded here.
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by Tarquin Parry-Wingfield Sonnets speak of love, mine will speak of hate; Our relationship quickly went downhill, When you kindly began to defecate Both on and inside my two window sills. You know what you have done, you must feel smug; To make it worse, you litter your feathers; Did no one warn you that we all hate thugs? I am […]
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by Alessandro MacKinnon-Botti Embrace sonic realism through Sonic Choreography: use your body’s movements to create a living auditory canvas that captures the everyday. Sonic Choreography is an innovative way to express everyday realism. Your visual map becomes a musical score, translating the everyday into a unique auditory performance. For instance, once the idea has been […]
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by 席慕蓉 (Xi Murong), translated by Yu Yan 故乡的歌是一支清远的笛 总在有月亮的晚上响起 故乡的面貌却是一种模糊的怅惘 仿佛雾里的挥手别离 离别后 乡愁是一棵没有年轮的树 永不老去 Songs from my hometown are the silvery tinkling of a bamboo flute, always heard on the moon-adorned night. The landscape of my hometown, however, is the vagueness of a dejection, as if waving goodbye to me in a fog. After we part, […]
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The Poor Print 