Insistent Traces
...other honors include fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Virginia Commission for the Arts. Born in Chatham, Virginia, Claudia Emerson is the Arrington Distinguished Chair in...
Timber, Equity, and Ethics
...of The Least of These: Fair Taxes and the Moral Duty of Christians (2003) and "An Argument for Tax Reform Based on Judeo-Christian Ethics" published in the Alabama Law Review, Fall...
Geography
Geography Natasha Trethewey reads her poem "Geography," 2010. Poem text. About the Poet Natasha Trethewey is a professor of English and the Phillis Wheatley Distinguished Chair in Poetry at...
Theories of Time and Space
Video Theories of Time and Space You can get there from here, though there’s no going home. Everywhere you go will be somewhere you’ve never been. Try this: head south...
2014 Phillis Wheatley Poetry Reading
...Young reads “Money Road” About Kevin Young Kevin Young is the author of eight books of poetry, most recently Book of Hours, which was featured on NPR's "Fresh Air," and...
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Image Credits
...Pietà Revisited, 2014. Mixed-media collage by Jonathan Kent Adams. Freedom?, 2014. Mixed-media collage by Jonathan Kent Adams. Hoosier Hospitality, March 30, 2015. Photograph by Flickr user Mike Licht. Creative Commons...
The State House Aflame 1833
...the purchase of his freedom from John Marlow. The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water, let the motherfucker burn Published in Blood...
Off-Season
...for fall. We settled in for the long freeze. You ate ridicule and haste. We never were the same, until spring when the fields reclaimed us as their own and...