Anecdotal Evidence

If I were to ask you to name a “corrupt” writer, who comes to mind first? Consider the adjective. From the Latin and French, the original fo...

I’ve met three or four people who might accurately be described, even by others, as extremely “well-informed.” Most were journalists, whose ...

“The atmosphere in Lwów , in November, December . . . A city that had lost its beauty, a city besieged by fear.”   The Polish poet Aleksan...

For the sheer pleasure of it, here is a freely translated excerpt from the English poet-critic C.H. Sisson’s version of Horace’s Epistle II....

Two of my stories were published on Page One of The Bellevue Gazette on December 7, 1981. The banner carries the headline “Proposal drafted...

A new word discovered while reading John Dryden’s translation of the Sixth Satire of the Roman poet Persius :   “He sprinkles pepper with...

Age is dreaded for the supposedly inevitable loss of memory. We lose the past and dwell in a timeless, featureless present as blank as a mov...