I. The Ship of Theseus and the Limits of Clarity A ship departs from Athens. Over decades of voyaging, every plank is gradually replaced—the hull, the mast, the rudder, every timber and rope. When the vessel finally returns to port, it bears none of its original matter. The question: Is it the same ship? This … Continue reading No Exit: James Joyce’s Ulysses and the Limits of Seeing
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Blood Silver
The coin sits on the kitchen table between the pork hock and the rye bread. Jan turns it over with one finger, watching how the light catches the worn eagle on one side, the date on the other: 1863. "Dziadek's coin," Maria says, setting down three bowls. Steam rises from the barszcz, beet-red and smelling … Continue reading Blood Silver
