Photo by Flickr Creative Commons user Dieter Ziernig
March 12th, 2014 | 8:00am

Photo by Flickr Creative Commons user Dieter Ziernig

Baku is a city intent on reinventing itself block by steady block. Apartment high-rises and office buildings from the Soviet ‘70s -- pock-marked and stained gray by pollution -- are transformed in white stone at a frightening pace. Baku today reminds me more of Vienna or Zagreb than a former Soviet republic that clings to the edge of the Caspian Sea.

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March 11th, 2014 | 8:00am

1.     The Origin of the Species.

 

Put the yellow kettle on. Ignore the floors in desperate need of cleaning. Fill the small metal base of the Bialetti with water (just to the safety valve). Spoon coffee from the ice-cold Viennese candy tin into the funnel. Screw the top on (tight, but not too much so) and put it on the stove. Don’t let the flame overtake it. Tuck the yellow and green-leafed curtain behind its hook. Look out at the ugly building across the way, the Greek and American flags, the third floor doors to an abandoned idea of balconies.

 

 

artist: Emeka Ogboh
March 7th, 2014 | 9:00am

Lagos, Nigeria is growing fast but travels slow. The city, which is Africa’s largest, has doubled in population within the past seventeen years, crowding its roads and bridges with many millions of people – too many for the city's recent infrastructure investments to keep up. Traffic jams, called go-slows, ensue. But while Danfos, the yellow minibuses that are public transportation in Lagos, tend to get stuck, its passengers don’t. While buses crawl, Lagosians move: playing street music, revving engines, hawking products, shouting directions and taking phone calls.

 

Image of Emily Dickinson and Robert Frost "Poetic Dialogue" silhouettes courtesy of Philip Chapman-Bell on Flickr Creative Commons.
March 6th, 2014 | 8:00am

Image of Emily Dickinson and Robert Frost "Poetic Dialogue" silhouettes courtesy of Philip Chapman-Bell on Flickr Creative Commons.

The first Thursday of each month, The Common showcases an audio recording of a poem from our print issue archive, read by the author.  This month, Cody Walker reads "Cradle Song," originally published in Issue 02.

Photo by Flickr Creative Commons user David Breizh
March 5th, 2014 | 9:00am

 

Photo by Flickr Creative Commons user David Breizh

the window is freezing into a lake

and nothing on its surface has vertebrae

 

I want my oily feathers back