Widower's Tango

The Son of Man goes forth to war A golden crown to gain; His blood-red banner streams afar - Who follows in his train? Rudyard Kipling is a ...

I feel no pressing need to append my comments of November 11 in the light of the Paris attacks. It seems to me that the Islamists don'...

To a considerable extent, and increasingly, many of the films of the past two decades have been a betrayal of the medium's origins.  F...

In one of the most memorable poems from his collection The Whitsun Weddings , Philip Larkin wrote about August 1914, when the Great War b...

In one of his shimmering short stories, John Updike described being fascinated when he was a boy by the light emanating from the radio in ...

I was at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Having graduated Army Basic Training in late June, and finished AIT (Advanced Individual Training) in mid-Au...

Election Day in America is more than a year away, but in our era of never-ending campaigns for political office it seems as if it might be...