Where Did You Go, Joe DiMaggio?By Patrick Walsh
As long as I live I shall cherish my childhood visits to Yankee Stadium. Decades later I can still recall the intoxication of entering the sublime House that Ruth Built
Diane di Primas New YorkBy Ellen Pearlman
Beatnik girls. You know the types, they wore tight Capri pants and lace-up throng sandals, hid in the shadows, cooked the meals, raised the babies, mopped up the messes and slyly wrote poetry now aging, they are for the most part forgotten.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Loving DaughterBy Patrick Walsh
There is no more primal human relationship than the one between the woman in whose body we literally took form and ourselves: that is, between mother and child.
Documenting Revolution: Emile de AntonioBy Tamara L. Falicov
Emile de Antonio (1919-1990) has been lauded as the most important political filmmaker during the Cold War.
One Mans UniverseBy Miriam Greenberg
If there is one line that captures the spirit of The Talking Cure, WBAI radio personality Mike Feders new autobiography, this is the one. Here is encapsulated the authors unique combination of plodding depression, mordant humor, and degree of self-obsession verging on the absurd. Spring came at last (sigh!), no thanks to me (ha ha!).
Summer FictionBy Sophie Fels
It aint classic literature, but Meera Syals story of three childhood friends from North Londons Southeast Asian community isnt bad either.
A Pacifist in the TrenchesBy Theodore Hamm
John Dears mission in Living Peace is twofold: to promote spiritual renewal through non-violent collective action.
The Brooklyn Rail recommends
A salacious, gender-bending story about a Havana bicycle hooker named Alicia, whos got more curves than J-Lo and an even savvier business sense.