Peoples Drug by Sean Enright Now it’s the Oracle skyscraper but it was Peoples Drugstore back when I bought Raisinets, lighter fluid and label-makers, just a low building next to the pioneer-woman statue, silent stone town founder, a child gathered in her skirt folds, bonnet cinched tight, her birdlike chin, her stovepipe […]
MoreAfter my last post about the value of memorizing poetry, a reader requested a list of great poems to memorize for the summer. My list is short: the greatest poem to memorize for the summer is a poem you love. Love is why children memorize Mother Goose rhymes. Love is […]
MoreI’m an Anglophile. I like repression, I suppose, depth under calm facades. My favorite writers—Austen, Dickens, Penelope Fitzgerald, Jane Gardam, David Mitchell, Barbara Pym, Andrea Levy to name a few—have always been Brits, and now my favorite education secretary—if one can admit to such pedantic tastes—is English as well. British education secretary Michael Gove […]
MoreIf you think, as I sometimes do when a particularly arcane poem shows up in my inbox courtesy of the Academy of American Poets’ poem-a-day feature, that poetry is written by and for the same kind of people who prefer wasabi truffles to straightforward chocolate caramels; or if you think that classic poetry has as […]
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