by Hart Crane
The willows carried a slow sound,
A sarabande the wind mowed on the mead.
I could never remember
That seething, steady leveling of the marshes
Till age had brought me to the sea.
Flags, weeds. And remembrance of steep alcoves
Where cypresses shared the noon’s
Tyranny; they drew me into hades almost.
And mammoth turtles climbing sulphur dreams
Yielded, while sun-silt rippled them
Asunder …
How much I would have bartered! the black gorge
And …
The Left at War
by Michael Bérubé
–Reviewed by Angilee Shah
The central irony of Barack Obama’s Nobel Peace Prize acceptance speech is that he used it to make a convincing case …
Twenty years ago today, “The Simpsons” debuted on Fox. Its hundreds of episodes since have made it one of the longest-running and most successful shows on television – highly rated …
The Alchemy of Paint: Art, Science and Secrets from the Middle Ages
by Spike Bucklow
–Reviewed by Saskia Vogel
Does Jerry Buss know just how fitting the purple and gold of his …
Saleem Ali, an associate professor of environmental studies at the University of Vermont, has long studied the intersection of the natural and social sciences, particularly how environmental concerns create social …
by Patty Seyburn
Mark lived with a closet pornographer
and if we returned from Caramba’s too
soon, bottles of baby oil would be placed
strategically around the apartment
near gestures of …
1. I walked down the street towards the subway attentive to the shifting geography ahead, to the uneven sidewalk, which looked as though an active fault line ran below. …
In between gift-giving and watching Oscar contenders, Listening to Beyoncé and holiday party benders, Zócalo took a break to take a look back in time, To bid a fond farewell …
by Jessica Piazza Wind, I want to spin headlong alongside you, I do. Insects assault into somersaults over the ocean, still certain of your benevolence. But you might die down and I might …
I am in a eucalyptus grove next to a playground. I am seven, or eight, my school is Catholic, and recess begins and ends with a bell that stings. You …
