Auden profiled
The great W.H. Auden had little patience for bourgeois sensibilities. “If it’s romance you’re looking for,” he told a lover, “go fuck a journalist.”
The great W.H. Auden had little patience for bourgeois sensibilities. “If it’s romance you’re looking for,” he told a lover, “go fuck a journalist.”
Iraq’s national library was looted and burned in 2003. Now its director is blogging about the bombings, shootings and death threats he and his staff face.
Erik Reece’s Lost Mountain, a look at the devastating effects of radical strip-mining in Appalachia, is out in paperback. On Air America, he discusses U.S. energy policy and more.
I think I’ve always used “spat” as the past tense of “spit,” but evidently some Americans don’t — or didn’t.
I’m occasionally cross-posting to New Critics, a site collecting writing on the arts from fifteen bloggers, many (but not all) of whom write elsewhere about politics.