Culture

Oxford’s summer scene: The season of open-air performances

Trinity term at Oxford University is defined by wisteria, wild swimming, and warmth. Students find themselves torn between revelling in weather that is finally outdoor-seating-at-the-pub acceptable and piles of...

Theatre Elizabeth Bourn -

Easter Eggs

"I’m really sorry I missed your house. Even the Easter Bunny can make mistakes."

The Source Morgan Hodorowski -

Review: An Anthology of Pairs – ‘Two’s a Party’

There’s a particular theatrical magic that comes from two people simply talking in a...

Theatre Mercedes Haas -

‘So Far, So Good’ and redefining the spotlight

So Far, So Good is a student-written, student-performed play that is shaking up the...

Theatre Angharad Thorp -

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Better to burn out or fade away? The crafting of musical legacy

Annabelle Grigg questions our valuing of self-destructive behaviour in the music industry.

Love, sex and psychedelics in 70s San Francisco

Pride. Sex. Psychedelics. The words spring to mind quickly when thinking of San Francisco in the seventies. Between the tail end of an active...

Review: Portrait of a Lady on Fire

It’s strange to talk about love in a film review. It seems to be the object of universal pursuit, or rather, more frequently, the...

Eventual Ghosts

As we sailed on enthralled in the pursuit of some ardent glory

Punctuate As The State Sees Fit

Before we were mad We could dance as we wanted

We are a backwards people

The sun revolves around the Earth which revolves around our moon and the twinkling little stars.

Shoulder

She leant back and let the blade of his shoulder frame the picture, for that’s how she would replay it in her head.

Oxford By Night

Immortality comes not in cobweb, but in gold tinged stone.

Day to live, day to love

Today is a Sunday, and today is a beautiful day to be alive

Walking Together

Because I’ll miss you became The I love you for friends

Anxiety and Me

If I am having a bad day I am going to tell you and have no shame about it.

Wandering Walser

Walser died in the same style in which he wrote: he went on a lonely walk and never came back.

New Year

Redrafting a life with no object for feeling

Beyond the window

Fated to be caught perpetually behind the window, always waiting for that elusive tomorrow.

Bringing together Oxford’s zines

In light of the current coronavirus situation, we at Cherwell are interested in bringing together student zines to publicise Oxford's writing community. Many students in...