Brave New World

Yale ventures into the digital humanities.

Illustration by Jin Ai Jap The moment I walked into the stacks of Yale’s Sterling Memorial Library, I knew it was love at first smell. The scent of yellowing paper reminded me of the library in the small town where I grew up. I had nearly exhausted the collections of that library by the time I got to high school, whereas I haven’t even managed to set foot on each of Sterling’s sixteen floors. What to do with all these centuries of words, endlessly piling. . . Read more
Sonja Peterson
Friends Indeed

A Quaker preschool tries to make a home for more of the community.

Photo by Ian Christmann No one cries over spilt milk at the Friends Center for Children. The Tupperware has tops there. Everyone always remains calm. A small boy reaches for the Puffins cereal and frozen blueberries sitting in the center of a low table. He pours them into a neon yellow bowl, and turns to three other boys at the table. They watch their peers stack blocks, curl up with books, and fiddle with puzzle pieces. Then one boy reaches for the Lazy Susan and. . . Read more
Julia Schwarz
Re-Growing Oak Street

Fifty years later, will New Haven finally get urban development right?

Photo by A. Grace Steig Just six blocks south of the New Haven Green, the strongest signs of life are the distant roar of traffic on the Route 34 Connector and the less-regular stream of cars here on Church Street South. A schoolbus drops off a girl carrying a backpack with a cartoon design whose mother waits to walk her home. I watch two boys behind them bike back and forth on the sidewalk. They are the only pedestrians on this boulevard. Though I’ve been. . . Read more
A. Grace Steig
The Week in Review

Dispatches from the government shutdown.

The Fiscal Crisis Affects the Presidential Breakfast President Barack Obama hasn’t tasted coffee in two weeks. Nor has he put butter on his toast, or poured fresh milk on his cereal. Instead, he has been drinking a coffee substitute made from boiled chicory root, spreading margarine on his stale bread crusts, and pouring reconstituted milk onto his cornflakes. Given the government shutdown, the Department of Presidential Breakfasts has had to drastically scale back its menus. Read more American Refugees Head to Canada Americans are flocking. . . Read more
Eric Boodman
The Volcano

Every night, boats glide out from behind…

Every night, boats glide out from behind The island to keep an eye on the volcano And draw its luster out, through red eruptions, into the sailors’ eyes, and into the water which holds itself against the boat, against the island, and cools the stones intolerable to the skin. Lapilli falling steadily from far away Slowly rake the night-slide of ash to water. The water keeps time, as Tuna are trawled in in a net between two boats. Arm after arm, fishermen bring them to. . . Read more
Tobias Kirchwey
This Little Light of Theirs

How the story of a stolen lamp stole one writer’s heart.

Illustration by Devon Geyelin. On August 24, scandal struck St. Thomas’s Episcopal Church on Whitney Avenue: a lamp was stolen. In an interview with the New Haven Register, church rector Father Michael Ray announced a reward and a no-questions-asked return policy for the small, silver, Victorian lamp that had hung above the church’s altar for more than twenty years. The lamp’s absence was felt “like a hole,” he said. The story of the lamp’s arrival at St. Thomas’s is steeped in community lore. Every parishioner. . . Read more
Isabelle Taft
Anna in the Park

A marathon reading reimagines Tolstoy.

Illustration by Devon Geyelin. Vast gray clouds roll across the sky, shielding New Haven from the morning sun. In the center of Yale’s Cross Campus a tall metal chair waits, six folding chairs arrayed in front of it. A student emerges from Calhoun College, his hair spiked, a cigarette dangling from his lips. A ponytailed runner jogs by, and dozens of under-caffeinated students plod to class. The day will bring class discussions, email breakups, and drunken dances—imperceptible struggles and unrecognized victories. Just past nine a.m.,. . . Read more
Noah Remnick
Now in 3D

A medical resident uses 3D printing to better model organs for patients.

Illustration by Madeleine Witt “This is half a lung.” Mark Michalski held up a twisting piece of plastic, one inch thick, to his chest. To me, it looked like roots on the underside of a tree, with small white tendrils poking through brown mesh. This was one of Michalski’s first attempts to create customized plastic models of human organs. Michalski is a fourth-year resident at Yale-New Haven Hospital. Over the past year, he has been making plastic replicas of body parts using the machines at. . . Read more
Ike Swetlitz
A Room With a View

A painter reflects on a beloved space.

Illustration by Jin Ai Yap The card reader glows a prohibitive red. It is barely September, and Yale’s campus is poised on the brink of the new semester. The clusters of graduate students who will soon clog the front steps of the building, smoking their menthols or scraping at Styrofoam pad thai containers with plastic forks, are nowhere to be seen. Green Hall is still waiting for its occupants. Coming in from the hard light of Chapel Street at noon, I pass through double glass. . . Read more
Olivia Schwob
Doctors Diminishing Death

Exploring the art collection at the medical school.

Illustration by Madeleine Witt The title of the eighteenth-century British print, “The Doctor Diminishing Death,” seems too triumphant for the scene. Death, a skeleton, climbs through the open window of a sick man’s room, eyeing his next victim: a thin, nervous, pale man. The doctor, slightly disheveled in a red coat and breeches, points a golden medical instrument at the intruder in a desperate attempt to stave off his advance. The patient shields himself with the only available object—his porridge spoon. Despite its grim subject. . . Read more
Emily Efland