It's been a while... I'm thinking about beauty. I'm thinking about art. Keats and "Ode on a Grecian Urn" and Bishop and "One Art". About...

This is the story told in hushed tones. It is the version of the tale they do not want you to know. After all, what is more powerful than...

I have a scar running diagonally across my nose. The reminder of a car accident that killed the other driver and nearly ten-year-old me...

I had a talk with one of my daughters recently about the ups and downs of being in one’s twenties—the insecurities, the angst, the...

In his latest book, Blue Ruin, author Hari Kunzru explores the role of art and the artist in society. Jay, the central character, rejects...

I have spent a lifetime trying not to feel fear. I never wanted the difficulties of my childhood to be an excuse for failure. I did not...

The first sounds I heard this morning were birds chirping. High-pitched happy sounds. And I smiled in reaction and was filled with joy....

I was a bit late to the game. Yesterday a friend asked me if I’d heard about the controversy with Alice Munro. I hadn’t. What she told me...

A few days ago, I am feeling that late-afternoon slump. I am dragging and still have a lot to do so I make myself some coffee and...

Something ancient beckons us, a haunting that we usually ignore for our fear of the unknown. Sometimes it whispers, you too can bend life...

The other day I am having coffee with a friend. We are sitting outside in the shade. There is a breeze, and we feel not overwhelmed with...

Hope – התקווה To hope לקוות My Hebrew vocabulary words this week. And then my teacher asked me to make sentences, which were something...