[by Judith Skillman] You need no more regret those things that led to your regret, for regrets are small potatoes meant to be served by themselves at table.
[by B.H. Findley] The April rains go on through May, and then continue into June. By the second week of July the smell of mildew has seeped into the carpets, and two inches of water stand in the basement. Puddles spread in the leach field. The garden is all mud and leaves. The tomatoes show […]
Peter Ostroushko is a gifted musician best known for his mandolin and fiddle playing and as the musical director for A Prairie Home Companion. We sat down with Peter recently and had a wide-ranging discussion about music, dancing, and culture. In this last of four installments Peter performs with guitarist Danny Gotham a selection of tunes from the book […]
[by John Grey] She lifts one leg up to the bar, the other straight as a broom handle. While most girls fall apart, she keeps her stillness. She’s a painting, that’s how she achieves her immortality.
[by Bill Vernon] With the fluid plucking of strings, Diane Grey imagined a circle of white-and-black costumed Greek men emerging from the walls and in a shoulder hold dancing, circling around as she, in white athletic socks with cushioned soles, slid in time to the music left and right across the room while dry-mopping the oak […]