The Journal
"January" | Helen Hunt Jackson
"O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire/What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn..."
"O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire/What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn..."
"The End of Summer" | Rachel Hadas
Sweet smell of phlox drifting across the lawn— an early warning of the end of summer. August is fading fast, and by September the little purple flowers will all be...
Sweet smell of phlox drifting across the lawn— an early warning of the end of summer. August is fading fast, and by September the little purple flowers will all be...
"A March Glee" | John Burroughs
"I hear the sparrow's ditty/Anear my study door/A simple song of gladness/That winter days are o'er;..."
"I hear the sparrow's ditty/Anear my study door/A simple song of gladness/That winter days are o'er;..."
L.A. Local: The Broad Museum
When this billionaire said 'Civilizations are not remembered by their business people, they're remembered by the arts.'... you better believe he built a museum to prove it.
When this billionaire said 'Civilizations are not remembered by their business people, they're remembered by the arts.'... you better believe he built a museum to prove it.
These Go to Eleven: The Heart-Stomping Beauty o...
A series of portraits from Firecracker photographer Olivier Pojzman. Available now...
A series of portraits from Firecracker photographer Olivier Pojzman. Available now...
"Backyard" | Carl Sandburg
"Shine on, O moon of summer/Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak all silver under your rain to-night..."
"Shine on, O moon of summer/Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak all silver under your rain to-night..."
Why Handcrafted Gifts... Rule
"Craftsmanship names an enduring, basic human impulse: the desire to do a job well for its own sake."
"Craftsmanship names an enduring, basic human impulse: the desire to do a job well for its own sake."
"[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]" | ...
From the man who famously wrote: “One's not half of two; two are halves of one.”
From the man who famously wrote: “One's not half of two; two are halves of one.”
"September Midnight" | Sara Teasdale
"Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer/Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing..."
"Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer/Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing..."