A Halfway Review of a Sometime Farmer
“Do you remember Noel Perrin driving his eco-car around town?” I ask.
My husband laughs, “Yes.”
“What color was it?”
“Red,” he says. He pauses and thinks some more. “Definitely red.”
I open
Literature
The Literature of Witness
In a recent article
[http://iasc-culture.org/THR/THR_article_2015_Summer_Jacobs.php] for The
Hedgehog Review, Alan Jacobs reflects on a strange experience. Years ago at
Calvin College’s Festival of
Noteworthy: On James Tate
“And who // really cares about such special days, they / are not what we live
for.” James Tate [http://www.theguardian.com/books/2015/jul/20/james-tate] was
an American poet and winner of
The Book we Need
For thus the Lord said to me: “Go, set a watchman; let him announce what he
sees.”—Isaiah 21:6
“Sentimentality about Lee’s story grew even as the harder truths of the
Editing Suburbia
“This is, mind you, suburbia.”—Annie Dillard, “Living Like Weasels”
I do a lot of walking in the suburbs of Katy, Texas, where I live, just west of
Houston. I walk to see