SPOTLIGHT

Trading Places

In 1959, Alfred Hitchcock and Howard Hawks each made a film that bore hallmarks of the other’s work

By Dennis Drabelle Friday, November 7, 2025

SPOTLIGHT

Trading Places

In 1959, Alfred Hitchcock and Howard Hawks each made a film that bore hallmarks of the other’s work

By Dennis Drabelle Friday, November 7, 2025

Read Me a Poem

“The Waking” by Theodore Roethke

Poems read aloud, beautifully

Asturias Days

Mañana

Measure by Measure

The Power of Musick

Handel, Dryden, and Alexander the Great

View from Rue Saint-Georges

A New Breed of Patriot

Sometimes love of country means defying her laws

Next Line, Please

The False Confession

Portrait of the Artist

linn meyers

Seeing Sound Waves

Read Me a Poem

“The Second Coming” by W. B. Yeats

Poems read aloud, beautifully

Asturias Days

Trastero

Smarty Pants Podcast

Black Birds of the Tower

There’s evermore to ravens than you think

Tuning Up

Gone Fishin’

Could two famous rivermen really have met their end while grappling giant fish in a Kansas river?

Asturias Days

The Sleeper

Read Me a Poem

“New Bones” by Lucille Clifton

Poems read aloud, beautifully

Portrait of the Artist

Natale Adgnot

Country couture

Smarty Pants Podcast

The Dangerous Dead

John Blair on the enduring epidemics of the undead

Web Essays

The Conspiracist Cotton Mather

The zealot who oversaw the Salem Witch Trials initially voiced restraint—what changed?

Web Essays

Baby Shoggoth Is Listening

Why are some writers tailoring their work for AI, and what does this mean for the future of writing and reading?

Asturias Days

Four Cats

Read Me a Poem

“Halley’s Comet” by Stanley Kunitz

Poems read aloud, beautifully

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“My father lived an honorable life. He fulfilled his responsibilities to those who depended on him. Without question, he was a loving man, but there was something unknowable and untouchable about him. The optic nerve makes a blind spot at the back of the eye, though all vision depends on it.”—Karl Kirchwey, “All Shall Be Well”

Plus: J. Malcolm Garcia documents the struggle to survive a tent encampment in Oregon, Izidora Angel recounts a girlhood spent skinning her knees in 1980s communist Bulgaria, Eric McHenry goes fishing in the newspaper archives, and much more

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