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Louise Glück weaves together poetry and prayer. Kathryn Davis writes of loving, reading, dreaming, and dying. The two leave us unmoored and longing for more.

Today, it’s the ability to project a dumbed-down and stereotypically bigoted version of Catholic tradition that gets rewarded: Catholicism as a meme.

“What matters isn’t what happens in books but what happens to us when we read them.”

Across Spain, more and more women have dedicated their lives to caring for their loved ones, sometimes at a high personal cost.

“Looking back,” Mary McCarthy wrote, “I see that it was religion that saved me.”

Grassroots organizing is halting nationwide efforts by legislators and lobbyists to privatize public education.

Shane MacGowan’s music and poetry has become an essential part of the meaning-making rituals of the Irish-in-exile.

Lucille Clifton's poetry says: I have been almost crushed by this culture’s gargantuanism and idolatry of power. I will not play your game.

The publishing industry tends to marginalize a writer like Percival Everett twice. He’s escaping confinement on the sheer brilliance of his novels.

“Rooting abortion jurisprudence in expressive individualism, the Roe and Casey decisions absolved all of us of our obligation to come to the aid of women in crisis.”

“Manet/Degas” at the Met tells the story of two lives and one friendship. The experience is exhilarating.

In ‘Killers of the Flower Moon,’ Martin Scorsese serves up an inversion of history as we have come to know it, revealing his larger aim—the correction of memory.