No Solution

What would Emily do?

A retirement poem? Or for Americans more generally?   After Dickinson wrote two thousand poems and that didn’t quite work – Though, yes, it worked spectacularly for readers born after she died – After she had baked so many loaves… Read More ›

Phlegm misting the heart

{ Chers francophones : Apaise et ouvre les trous de l’esprit — un brouillon pour une traduction — se trouve en bas. }   Overhearing someone use the word “courage.” “Something has to happen,” they told themselves. Youth, eager to… Read More ›