As we upload Issue 96, a good part of the world remains under quarantine. This is life now. As we await a vaccine. I adore how Italy has taken to singing from the balconies, and I love how Spain comes together every night at 8 to applaud the health workers on the frontline, many of whom have contracted the virus themselves. From our balconies, I have spoken to my young neighbor across the road for the first time—it was only hola and a smile, but I had never before seen her face. And who knew that the reclusive neighbor above would accompany the daily applause with a drum? Sant Jordi’s Day, April 23rd—Catalonia’s big day when the streets are lined with book stalls and roses sellers—will be cancelled this year, but these modest rituals see us through. Lastly, from Plymouth, England, is Speciesist by Anthony Caleshu. What’s a man to do when he falls in love, in every which way, with a consenting Rhodesian Ridgeback? It’s probably not a question you’ve ever pondered, but as you might imagine—it’s not an easy affair to manage. Our book review this issue is on Anna Burn’s Milkman, a Man Booker prize-winner, set in Northern Ireland during the time of the Troubles. Highly recommended. Our next issue is due out this summer. To be notified when new issues are available, just ‘LIKE’ The Barcelona Review on Facebook (for the Spanish, LIKE Barcelona Review without the THE); or email us to subscribe (gratis, of course), though often our bulk email is blocked from servers so we cannot guarantee a notification. Jill Adams |
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