‘Those who lament literature’s responsibility to politics aren’t really talking about politics at all; they are calling for the writer’s freedom to write about whatever they want..’ Gus O'Connor considers a current strain of literary criticism: oxonianreview.com/articles/the-l…

'We had stopped at Montpellier to see / the last normal bodies outstretched / and announced, giving their days / up in turn before the next week came'... A poem by Shaw Worth: oxonianreview.com/articles/carca…

"Sad, I said. Magnolia, you corrected. When did you begin to know that? That there were names, we had them, so did they." A poem by Owen Torrey: oxonianreview.com/articles/winte…

"Can’t see the sky so no sky. Can’t see the time so no time." Another poem by Owen Torrey: oxonianreview.com/articles/in-th…

Congratulations to the longlisted authors and translators for the International Booker Prize The Booker Prizes. Curious about the longlist? Our review of nominated CROOKED PLOW is a good place to start: oxonianreview.com/articles/the-w…

'After she had left, my heart felt a little empty, and I wondered to myself when we might meet again.' Read an excerpt of H.I. Chung's 'My Dear Wife', translated by Jennifer Wong, in our 'To Write Hong Kong' series: oxonianreview.com/articles/my-de…

"I would like to believe there is a way to feel every flower delicately or furiously placed on my grave, I’d like that, & hope it tickles" "To Whom It May Delight," a new poem by 兔兒神: oxonianreview.com/articles/to-wh…

i've got a new poem in The Oxonian Review. it's called "To Whom It May Delight" and it's about flowers, death, the mind, the nose, emails, beauty, living, art making, and flowers. oxonianreview.com/articles/to-wh…

"So, while I am here, I would like to look at every flower. & every painting of a flower, every flower in a photograph." Read "To Whom It May Delight" by #NBAwards-honored poet Chen Chen (兔兒神). | The Oxonian Review oxonianreview.com/articles/to-wh…

Live on our website today: a tongue-in-cheek impression of HK life lived abroad in political exile— and one man's unsettling attempt at finding the sense within it. Read Catherine Yu ‘Riso Allegro’'s witty translation of HK writer Mukyu here: oxonianreview.com/articles/the-s…

Congratulations to Cristina Rivera Garza, who won the Pulitzer Prize for Memoir or Autobiography for LILIANA'S INVINCIBLE SUMMER. Dive into her research and writing practice in this interview with Rivera Garza alongside author Velia Vidal: oxonianreview.com/articles/the-a…

'You won't believe how the westerners risk their lives drinking water straight from the tap, how they don't get sore throats munching whole bags of Kettles crisps'. New today, from Hong Kong to London and back with Jennifer Wong in '婆婆': oxonianreview.com/articles/por-p…

'Imagine walking into a Sainsbury’s. [...] The store smells like home. Everything within reach is available for purchase. There is no reason for you to leave.' Dowon Jung on Thatcher, Sainsbury's, and the dangers of the neoliberal dream: oxonianreview.com/articles/thatc…

happy on this silver tuesday to have a new poem in The Oxonian Review - thank you so much to editor Eliza Browning for taking this, on seals, lakes and mirrors oxonianreview.com/articles/seals

RIP Fredric Jameson. In 2022, we asked him about his note-taking process. He sent us a photo and a single sentence: ‘mark everything you notice in back of book, then combine them in as many categories as you can think of.’ oxonianreview.com/articles/the-n…

Today from 2-5 p.m. our editors will be hosting a drop-in session at Common Ground (Little Clarendon Street) for any writers or editors interested in working with The Oxonian. All are welcome! Please come along with your questions and ideas.

'I felt a kinship with Simone already—two French girls, caught in between the philosophy and literature aisles of an intellectual tradition that was not meant for them.' Aliénor Manteau on reading and living alongside Simone de Beauvoir: oxonianreview.com/articles/simone

For The Oxonian Review I've taken a look at recent campus novels and asked why British authors haven't followed their US counterparts in producing some form of 'adjunct lit' that reflects the pressures and hardships of modern academia. oxonianreview.com/articles/the-p…

“it rained all the rumors off my face. And then the wind blew everything but my expression away.” —Victoria Chang, “Song, 1962” oxonianreview.com/articles/five-…