Four Perspectives on the Power of Poetry
I. A man sits on a park bench. The wind ruffles his hair, But the rest of him is undisturbed. II. The wind blows through the branches Of trees, swaying…
Apples and Oranges
A man inclines himself towards The idea. He lifts it off the table and raises It to his mouth. His mouth opens and his teeth Are like thirty-two stars in…
Are the Humanities Dying?
It’s a tired topic by now that the humanities are dying. Some people say that this is because the humanities are an ossified way of looking at reality and at…