The European Review of Books #9

The European Review of Books is a magazine of culture and ideas, in English and in a writer’s own tongue. They publish book-length print issues three times a year, and digital pieces each week.

No review of books reviews only books, nor does it merely review. They publish many kinds of writing: fiction, travelogue, provocation, parody, poem, come what may. In general they champion the essayistic mode.

A good essay is the antidote to the measly opinion, the enemy of the airy platitude. They want avenues to the arcane, the profane, the grand.

Issue #9

Blue, this time with a layer of aquamarine. Zaporizhzhia’s nuclear plant, rails that still run through Ukraine’s war, and a Ukrainian great-grandmother turned icon of pro-Russian cosplay. Plants in Bulgaria repackaged for Western wellness and Bolívar’s tongue stretched across continents. Untranslatable names, Joséphine Baker on Palestine’s seafront, and wicked fables for a liquid Europe.