“Ares, the God of Blades”
“Pardon Me”
We recited vows as poems, while our hippie rabbi strummed his guitar and hummed nigun that…
Nope, Roberta Flack didn’t write that song. Find out more in Thomas Larson’s review.
“When it comes to Brown’s latest, the White (or even in some cases Grimy) City should be proud,” Laurie Levy writes of Rosellen Brown’s “The Lake on Fire.”
If you take down Confederate statues, who gets on the pedestal? Steve Harvey reports on Madre Luz.
In Trump’s America, Leanne Grabel just can’t help herself.
Finally Natalia Ginzburg’s “Family Lexicon” is English and couldn’t be more timely, Natalia Nebel writes.
A writer always takes a risk when writing about a work of art that’s not reproduced on the page. Will the reader step away from the text? Reviewed by Mary Harris Russell.
