“4 years on this train Reading, sitting next to you Too shy to converse” —Karen Munro, 56, Wallaceburg, Ontario Last year for National Poetry Month by The New York Times’ City Room brought New Yorkers together throughout the five boroughs for “A Call for Haiku About …
“Is it really just grapes?” Okay so what the hell. I am scrolling through Twitter on a seemingly normal day and I come to realize that one of my favorite documentaries is getting a sequel. For those of you not hip with the doc realm, …
There is only a certain amount of shock that musicians or whoever it might be can bring us anymore, but Björk is always fighting back and finding some sort of way to continuously leave us all like, “WTF Bjork, really!?!?”–something I value and respect in any artist, …
“At first we were part of a small Bohemian scene. In 1968 we suddenly were part of a movement that included larger groups of society. I felt I was part of it, I became committed, I read a great deal, stayed awake and wanted to …
Valentine’s Day is upon us again, and once again the cynic within is poised to find evidence that love is doomed in America. And if not doomed, then at least destined to be a more pathetic, superficial version of what poets have been clamoring onto …