If I were a high school English teacher, one assignment of mine would be to select a poem, from a mini-anthology I would assemble representing a range of diverse forms and traditions, and ...

I love the sad—for life is Pain— I love your black half-opened eyes fixed in an unknown direction where dead loves are forgotten. I know full well that love is sleep . . . and my soul sleepless. You ...

"But left the people in despair, childless hedonism sans care." "Maybe religion’s not so bad," he concluded with yet another ...

The Vigo Estuary is a place of enormous beauty, where sunsets and twilights are pure visual poetry throughout the year ...

When grief seems impossible to express, let the literary greats lend a helping hand and provide some much-needed comfort with ...

Poetry. Paris. A variety of mystery/crime novels. We’ve got it all today. “Stars Unseen”: by Greg Watson (Holy Cow! Press, $16.95) It couldn’t have been much, whatever/could be tossed into two plastic ...