Jonathan Morse
Screams 2
Pigment print on Moab Juniper rag
(24 x 36 inches), 2018
Copyright held by the artist
Frontispiece Summer 2019

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Jonathan Morse
Screams 4

Pigment print on Moab Juniper rag
(24 x 36 inches), 2018
Copyright held by the artist

...This is the huckstering idiom of "startups," "blue-sky thinking," and "elevator pitches"...
Summer 2019, page 31

Welcome to Raritan—a journal of wide-ranging inquiry. In the tradition of independent magazines from the Spectator to Partisan Review, Raritan offers writers and readers the opportunity for sustained reflection and aesthetic pleasure, uncluttered by academic jargon. Founded in 1981 by the distinguished literary critic Richard Poirier, and supported by Rutgers University, Raritan aims to reach the common reader in everyone and to provide a particular experience of reading, one that nurtures an engaged and questioning approach to cultural texts of all sorts: literary, artistic, political, historical, sociological, even scientific.

Our contributors include some of the most prominent thinkers of our time—David Bromwich, Adam Phillips, Jacqueline Rose, Pankaj Mishra—as well as talented younger writers whose voices we have just begun to hear—Corey Robin, Elizabeth Samet, Timothy Parrish, Kate Northrop, Jennifer Burns. In fiction, poetry, and translations as well as reflective essays, Raritan shows that probing inquiry is perfectly compatible with personal style, and that intellectual life, at its best, is a form of serious play. We invite you to explore Raritan and, if you like what you see, to subscribe to our magazine.

Jackson Lears
Editor in Chief

Jackson Lears: Invisible Inheritance
Editor's Note — Summer 2018
1968 is back. Its fiftieth anniversary has produced a flood of books, articles, memoirs, even performance art. The dramatis personae in these narratives rarely vary: along with the inescapable public figures there are recurring  representatives of the restless young—the SDS, the Yippees, the self-styled Maoists, the devotees of Che. I seldom see myself or anyone I knew in these accounts, though I turned twenty-one in 1968 and was profoundly affected by the events of that era. Read more...

Jackson Lears: Invisible Inheritance
Editor's Note — Summer 2018

Selections from our Summer 2019 issue…

Automated Vistas (I)
Eugene McCarraher

While the dream of liberation from work has persisted from antiquity into our own time, few people believed, until recently, that its fulfillment could take place in history.

Two Poems
Stephanie Burt
Snub-nosed, hot-tiled, squared-off and four-eyed,
the best we could do for a while,
you were, above all, determined to be of use. . .

The Myth of the Native Language
Gabriel Josipovici
"I always think that one of the purest emotions is that of the banished man pining after the land of his birth. . ."
So writes Sebastian Knight, the eponymous hero of Vladimir Nabokov's The Real Life of Sebastian Knight, articulating the classic view of the exile's nostalgia for his homeland even as he punctures its sentimentality.

John Ashbery, the Poet of Our Clime
Arthur Krystal
Now that the elegiac dust is beginning to settle, perhaps we can step back and ask what he meant to us.

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