Introduction

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 Nick Paumgarten is not like a piece by Jill Lepore, and neither is like a piece by Ian Frazier. One could not mistake Collins for Seabrook, or Bilger for Galchen, or Mogelson for Kolbert. Each has found a style, and it is that style that I respond to as I read, and want to understand and describe.

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Friday, June 19, 2026

On the Horizon: Mid-Year Top Ten 2026








It’s time to start composing my “Mid-Year Top Ten 2026.” Each year at this point, I like to pause, look back, and take stock of my New Yorker reading. I find listing is a good way to do it. I’m not going to reveal my #1 pick just yet. But I’ll give you a hint. It features a weathervane made from an empty soda bottle and some hazard tape. That’s it, no more clues. As it is, I’ve probably given it away. Besides mid-year hasn’t arrived yet. There are two more New Yorkers still to come. Who knows what delightful surprises they might contain. 

Saturday, April 25, 2026

On the Horizon: Homage to Hoagland


Edward Hoagland died February 17, 2026, age 93. He’s one of my heroes. As an act of homage, I want to consider some of his best essays. Over the next seven months, I’ll pick seven of them – one per month – and try to express why I like them. A new series then – “Homage to Hoagland” – starting May 10. 

Saturday, June 21, 2025

On the Horizon: Mid-Year Top Ten 2025









It’s time to start composing my “Mid-Year Top Ten 2025.” Each year at this point, I like to pause, look back, and take stock of my New Yorker reading. I find listing is a good way to do it. I’m not going to reveal my #1 pick just yet. But I’ll give you a hint. It features a flock of birds. That’s it, no more clues. As it is, I’ve probably given it away. Besides mid-year hasn’t arrived yet. There are two more New Yorkers still to come. Who knows what delightful surprises they might contain.