Even washing is a task, in war and daily life. The warm and pour, the fresh linen, the hourglass of soap in its melt telling us how our tired flesh gleams to fiction renewal. Time is at war. We are ...
There is no Dutch tradition as cherished as the Sinterklaas poem (well, except perhaps Zwarte Piet). But, what is this mysterious sinterklaasgedicht — and how do you write one? If it’s your first ...
As in the gold mosaic of a wall, Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre, And be the singing-masters of my soul. William Butler Yeats, widely considered one of the greatest poets of the English ...
That said, we’re human . . . we understand the desire for an hourglass figure. Whether you’re morally opposed to plastic surgery, don’t want to spend the money or don’t want to commit to ...