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There can be no future, Héctor Abad seems to be arguing, when everything you are is hidden away in a time you can never fully know.
In all of his books, John Julius Norwich remembered that history is a story.
One of the fears of poets and, I imagine, all writers, is that you’ll reach a certain age and you’ll run out of gas.
While Beth Genné proffers a terrific take on dance and its social context, she exhibits a shaky grasp of musical-theater history.
Despite its occasional confusions, this is poetry I will return to — to re-experience A.E. Stallings’ wit, wisdom, and word-smithing.
K.K. Downing does not trash Judas Priest or its legacy, but he gives, from his perspective, an honest and believable assessment of the group and his role in it.
Book Commentary: Karl Ove Knausgaard’s “Why I Write” — Incomplete Answer
The old questions, good as they are, are going to be augmented with new ones: Are we creating a world worth living in? Are we creating a world we can continue to live in?
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