Since Election Day, writes Aine Greaney, I learned that poetry-as-therapy has its limitations. This time, for this tragedy, the words don't assuage, and new ones -- my own -- won’t come.
Playhouses have never been exempt from the political currents that swirl outside their walls, writes Jeffrey S. Ravel.
Political movements grow through the press of bodies and the melding of voices in songs and poetry, writes Julie Wittes Schlack.
A lifetime of listening to Bob Dylan, writes Alex Green, tells me that this award makes no sense.
In literary circles, debate is raging over free speech versus cultural appropriation. But Julie Wittes Schlack argues that is the wrong way to frame the issue.
The journalist who has outed the author of the Neapolitan quartet, writes Janna Malamud Smith, has served as a policeman of the patriarchal order -- identifying a free woman and putting her in her place.
Learning to draw figures, Heddi Vaughan Siebel writes, is a lesson in both form and empathy.
How did the Massachusetts Cultural Council end up losing $7.7 million? The answer, writes Alex Green, might not be what you think.
One evening every week, their anticipation in high gear, my parents turned off the living room lights... And I was told to leave the room.
Cognoscenti editor Kelly Horan talks with acclaimed author Russell Banks about his new collection of travel writings, "Voyager."
A doctor reflects on the power of poetry to help better understand a patient's struggles.
Now I see the former Hancock Tower as a stunning canvas, shimmering blue or grey in answer to the seasonal sky, waiting for a new image to materialize.
Gay Talese, take note: Sometimes, obligations to humanity trump the journalist’s job.
Prince's ecstatic music breathed life into us all.
As profound an act as writing "To Kill a Mockingbird" and releasing it, was Lee’s refusal to elaborate.
Whether you loved him, hated him, or as many people did -- both -- David Bowie leaves an invaluable legacy of artistic innovation.
Touching our souls means wrestling with what makes us uncomfortable. My wrestling mat is a blank page and a pencil.
Dorchester North Burying Ground is a natural -- and national -- treasure. Woven through its beauty are vibrant stories -- a rich history of a place that deserves to remember itself.
“Star Wars” and its sequels were touchstones, mind-bending fantasy movie experiences into which I poured my longings for escape, creativity and adventure.
Inspired by Arthur Miller's Tony award-winning play, my father changed course. He walked away from the life he was supposed to have, and into the one he needed.