I still had the Piedmontese capital in my mind; the monarchic city
with its piazzas inhabited by scientists and kings, by politicians and by warriors
motionless in tired and solemn poses on their pedestals of stone, I still had in
mind all of the strange lyricism of its fateful geometric construction.
—Giorgio de Chirico
Selections from the APS Archive
Our minds are wandering, and not just because of the heat wave. Mid-August feels like the last chance to escape, wander, and generally lose oneself before seriousness sets in with September. With that in mind, we've taken a swim in our archive for the most transporting stories we can find.
Sail | APS No. 13
"Of course there were things that he wanted to discuss with her, for example: did she think they could possibly have a life together?" In Tash Aw's "Sail," two lovers find themselves unmoored in Hong Kong. We'll let you decide how the story ends. Did he? Did she?
You Who Are On Your Way Over There | APS No. 13
In Alain Mabanckou's "You Who Are On Your Way Over There," translated from the French by John Keene, the reader is reminded to consider "what was once an azure blue dream."