Michael Simms

A poem is rooted in the rhythms of pulse, breath and movement. Why some patterns of sounds are more pleasing than others is a mystery, yet

Should literary authors take genre fiction more seriously? Michael Chabon thinks so. My friend RJ, a wonderful poet and an extraordinarily

Today on the Classic Cars website, I saw an ad for a fully restored 1965 GMC pickup with a hard-shell camper hood, and I thought of Henry

From a neighbor’s window, I hear Billy Joel’s carpe diem Only the Good Die Young in which he tries to convince a good Catholic girl

In an Artist’s Studio One face looks out from all his canvases, One selfsame figure sits or walks or leans: We found her hidden just...