Purchase this and other timeless New Criterion essays in our hard-copy reprint series. As quaint and graceful as medieval guilds. Grouse feathers float away on the still lake. Summer and reeds; summer ...
Donald Hall, one of the last major American poets of his generation, died Saturday night at Eagle Pond Farm in Wilmot, where he hayed with his grandfather during boyhood summers and later cultivated a ...
“The first is the voice of the poet talking to himself—or to nobody. The second is the voice of the poet addressing an audience, whether large or small. The third is the voice of the poet when he ...
The poet Diane Seuss and I began a recent conversation by talking about the burdens of companionship—or, at least, how those burdens are manifested through affection for a pet. Seuss lost her dog Bear ...
WHETHER we are to regard history as an analysis of tendencies or as a biography of individuals is ultimately a question, not of absolute truth and falsehood, but of relative temperament. If the ...
David Gate has a popular following online, but his best poems suggest he’s not entirely comfortable as an influencer. By Jeff Gordinier Jeff Gordinier recently won the James Beard Foundation’s M.F.K.
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