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SURPRISED by joy–impatient as the Wind by William Wordsworth
I turned to share the transport–Oh! with whom But Thee, deep buried in the silent tomb, That spot which no vicissitude can find? Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind– But how could…
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A Mother’s Lament for her Son’s Death by Robert Burns
Fate gave the word, the arrow sped, And pierc'd my darling's heart; And with him all the joys are fled Life can to me impart. By cruel hands the sapling drops, In dust dishonour'd…
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The Year in Review: The Other Latin@: A Q & A with Blas Falconer by Emma Trelles (April 12, 2012)
The Other Latin@: Writing Against a Singular Identity is an anthology of 20 essays that, according to its co-editor Blas Falconer, aims to counter a narrow perspective of Latino/a writers and honor their diversity. In…
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“Ours was not a time. . .” [by Lev Oborin, trans. John Narins]
Ours was not a timeof the Great Terror or the Bolshoi Theater.we are impaled upon the ramrods of our theoriesand naked to the tideand to plunge in we're never leeryOurs was not the timeof…
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All to No End from Literary Los Angeles [by Jenny Factor]
all to no end save beauty the eternal – from The Crowd at the Baseball Game by William Carlos Williams It's been a big week for poetry around here. Last Friday, the Mayor of Los…
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The Year in Review: The Bookstore by Michael Schiavo (November 12, 2012)
11 Housatonic Street, Lenox, MA I’ve worked at The Bookstore in Lenox, Massachusetts since at least last Wednesday. If you get that joke, then you’ve probably been to The Bookstore where you’ve probably met…
