poetry

The New York Times has a new description for Nascimento Blair, a convicted drug dealer, kidnapper, and illegal alien; he is a “Jamaican transplant.” At least, they say, he was until he was sent back to Jamaica in February. The NYT never…

The growth of classical education schools is astonishing. The numbers keep rising; there is no sign that the movement is beginning to plateau. Schools open, networks are created, charters are authorized, and kids fill the seats. One would…

The Virginia Department of Education has approved a draft of new English Language Arts standards. They make for a dreary read. If you care about novels and poems, if you think Walt Whitman and Emily Dickinson are essential voices that every…

News updates, email notifications, and social media alerts once dominated my life. They were the first things I saw when I woke, and they occupied my days and nights — that is, until a thousand-year-old poem persuaded me to kick my…

By Lydia Maria Child. Over the river, and through the wood,To grandfather’s house we go;The horse knows the way,To carry the sleigh,Through the white and drifted snow. Over the river, and through the wood,To grandfather’s house away!We…

STRATFORD-UPON-AVON – Looking to spice up the poem they’re in, a rhyming couplet has posted an online classified that says “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall and had a great fall, but now we’re waiting for your phone call.” “It’s not that I mind…