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.
Despite its occasional confusions, this is poetry I will return to — to re-experience A.E. Stallings’ wit, wisdom, and word-smithing.
Nausheen Eusuf’s deep affection for language and sound is omnipresent.
Steven Pinker’s book is a welcome antidote to the Trump era, when we are inundated, daily, with an avalanche of negative and disturbing stories.
Follow almost any of these police brutality cases to their realpolitik conclusion and you will eventually work your way back to a monstrous truth.
Manhattan Beach feels acutely relevant despite being set in the past.
Warren Slesinger’s approach to poetry is experimental but skillful as well as entertaining.
Set in Boston’s rock scene during the ’80s, the mystery World Enough serves up plenty of compelling entertainment.
Tom Perrotta zeroes in on liberal pieties, a sure way to spice up the fun he has with our current cultural obsessions.
Naomi Klein argues that the more anxious we are, the more vulnerable we are to politically opportunistic manipulation.