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Sy Safransky's Notebook

February 1979


The eyes she discovered by a lake in thirteenth century France. They had rolled down the hillside, gathering momentum until they saw their own reflection.

By Sy Safransky February 1979
Readers Write


A horse falling from the night sky, a tree spirit, a little girl in a blue dress

By Our Readers February 1978
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Of God And My Father

A Memoir

I sat on the couch less to read than to be enveloped in that atmosphere. I was too old, by then, to sit with him in his chair, feel the warmth of his breath on my head, smell the faint odor of his sweat, but being just a few feet away was almost as comforting.

By David M. Guy May 1977

Six Stories

The life insurance salesman will be here soon. He will put it to him bluntly: he has responsibilities. In his case, there are photographs of the funeral. He is a handsome corpse. He feels flattered.

By Sy Safransky May 1977