Lyric is still pre-eminently the non-social genre: though normative narrative and normative drama require at least two characters and are th...

Having been tenant long to a rich lord,     Not thriving, I resolved to be bold,     And make a suit unto him, to afford A new small-rent...

We grow accustomed to the Dark – When light is put away – As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp To witness her Goodbye – A Moment – We un...

As with so many of my paintings I started with marks all over the surface such as those on top and the right sides. The smaller figure em...

The business of teachers is to discover and then to demand all the authority that flows from their obligations as teachers. That is their gi...

Part of any good artist's work is to find a right balance between the independence born of willing solitude and the ability to speak for...

I would not paint—a picture— I’d rather be the One Its bright impossibility To dwell—delicious—on— And wonder how the fingers feel Whos...

Of all the paths hinted at in her juvenilia, this is the one [magical figures] that Plath initially followed. In the mid-1950's, her poe...

Moreover, it is time in any case to oppose this mendacious world with the resources of an irony, a shrewdness, a serenity without illusions....

The student asked: I feel that since I have started walking the spiritual path I am facing many more trials and tribulations and even mental...

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea But sad mortality o’er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea...

Philip Guston's cartoon paintings...retain a startling freshness allied to abiding classicism...with stolid scenes of Klansmen that c...

A short sampling: “Poetry is a purging of the world’s poverty and change and evil and death,” a poem is “a meteor,” “a pheasant,” “a cafe,” ...

First, as for the coming-and-going presence of impersonality…probably I consider these things - the personal and the impersonal - to be face...

A man went to a tailor and tried on a suit. As he stood before the mirror, he noticed the vest was a little uneven at the bottom. “Oh,” said...