Prufrock's Dilemma

Photography is always a subjective way to see the world, it is an art—you think about your composition, you omit, you choose a spec...

Grand Central Station at night

Young composer Maxwell McKee had a confession to make.  While he was writing a composition commissioned by  Contemporaneous , he was suff...

“As it happens,” poet Roger Mitchell wrote to a group of friends and colleagues, “I lived for a year almost 50 years ago in Szymbors...

—for Friko   In yet another alarming gap in my cultural education, I’d not heard of Wisława Szymborska until Friko’s Poetry and Pictu...

At Buttercup Farm , the woods are a tangle of brown and gray.

And then Estonia was conquered . . . . It seemed that all the dreams were broken. —Taimi Lepasaar In her poem Public Transportation , El...