In an effort to calm my nerves in anticipation of a vaccine appointment, I staged a mini-Film Festival at my house over the last few days...

I devoured my book club’s recent selection, So Long, See You Tomorrow, an artistic novella which was described several years ago as “one...

and as the creepy boys in sixth grade loved to chant, "She's not a poet, but her feet show it-they're longfellows." Was that bullying? I...

“Many kinds of fruit grow upon the tree of life, but none as sweet as friends; as with the orange tree its blossoms and fruit appear at...

I wrote that question two years ago about this time when we were mired in the pandemic and strangely unsettled about the future. The...

It’s midway through the third month of shelter-in-place and strangely, this surreal stage play has become normal. And just as that has...

“Did you ever sleep in a field of orange-trees in bloom? The air which one inhales deliciously is a quintessence of perfumes. This...