What is The New Yorker? I know it’s a great magazine and that it’s a tremendous source of pleasure in my life. But what exactly is it? This blog’s premise is that The New Yorker is a work of art, as worthy of comment and analysis as, say, Keats’s “Ode on a Grecian Urn.” Each week I review one or more aspects of the magazine’s latest issue. I suppose it’s possible to describe and analyze an entire issue, but I prefer to keep my reviews brief, and so I usually focus on just one or two pieces, to explore in each the signature style of its author. A piece by Matthew Trammell is not like a piece by James Wood, and neither is like a piece by Peter Schjeldahl. One could not mistake Finnegan for Frazier, or Lepore for Paumgarten, or Goodyear for Khatchadourian. Each has found a style, and it is that style that I respond to as I read, and want to understand and describe.

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Gone to Montreal and Toronto

Lachine Canal

Tomorrow, I depart for Montreal and Toronto for a one-week visit. While in Montreal, I plan to cycle the Lachine Canal Bike Path. I’m taking Ian Frazier’s Hogs Wild with me. I’ll post my review when I return, June 20th. Salut!

Credit: The above photo of the Lachine Canal, by tango7174, is from Wikimedia Commons.

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