A matter of family pride.
Seven of our regular writers pick several favorites each, featuring sieges, spies, cultural revolutions, family papers, useful enemies, new fields of inquiry, and more.
And his longtime collaborator, Hyman Hurwitz.
A great Yiddish writer reflects on what, exactly, the novel is for.
Why a BDS activist shouldn’t get a prize named for Nelly Sachs.
In The Smoke, the latest from the British writer Simon Ings, “Bundists” turn into grotesque shape-shifters. The implications are at once unclear and unsettling.
“Being Jewish, Sefton Goldberg . . . ”
Albert Cohen: Zionist, novelist, and lawyer.
A letter from recently opened archives of the great writer makes clear how seriously he took the language, and by extension a possible move to Palestine.