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Jo Stafford Gone
It was the sort of hot humid day that most people hate but I perversely love. Driving to a pool at the base of a waterfall where floating I could feel like an ice…
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Marian McPartland: Piano Jazz
Here’s to you, Marian McPartland, and your piano jazz, the way you play "Love Walked In" is sublime, and "Piano Jazz," your radio show, rhymes with sublime every time you had or have a…
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Writing Blurbs [by Nin Andrews]: Part One
Writing Blurbs 1. My Secret I know I should never tell anyone about this, but sometimes, when I have to write a blurb, I go to Barnes and Noble, and I read the backs…
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In Memoriam: Jason Shinder, 1955-2008
Jason Shinder died on April 25. He was 52. Here is a poem that he wrote in the mid-1990s: Workfor Stanley Kunitz Poem is difficult when it’s still dark,lying in bed without sleep.Poem is…
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Leaving New York: An Experiment (Part IV)
[Joy Katz] “There are just three days in the history of Manhattan: the day you first see it, the day you get to move there, and the day you, far smarter, much less intact,…
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Satire Can Be Nitro: Obama’s Lips
I hope this doesn’t come across as "politics" or "bashing," as neither is intended; the subject is really satire, not personalities. Like most of the known world, I’ve been following the THE NEW YORKER…
