Trainspotting in Dillwyn

Some people really love trains. Railfans they call themselves. Train buffs. What the railway workers sometimes derogatorily call foamers because they foam at the mouth when they see a train. Railfans wear t-shirts celebrating their favorite railroads, they construct elaborate model train universes in their basements, and they travel long distances just to watch the […]

Doctor's in

Dear Ace, I read that the University of Virginia School of Medicine just graduated 21 students of internal medicine this year. But I’m confused; isn’t all medicine internal?—Tangled Innards Dear Innards, You obviously have not attended medical school lately, because you are forgetting about acupuncture, dermatology, and telemedicine (similar to phone sex but with a […]

Who cares about poetry, anyway?

When I was a Fulbright Fellow in Saint Petersburg, Russia in early 2003, there to write a book of poetry in Russia’s most literary city, the American consulate decided to throw a free “public” event to introduce the Fellows to a select crowd of Russian citizens. So there we stood, all in a row, while […]

Poetry: the last bargain

The Poetry Foundation A national non-profit supporting poetry and producing Poetry Magazine. The Writer’s Almanac Garrison Keillor brings you a poem of the day, and you can even have it sent to your e-mail. The Library of Congress’ poetry page Proof that the government may actually care about the arts (maybe). Poetry Daily These people […]

Poetry conversation for dummies

“Are you familiar with the works of Jung, Hans?” “I am…aware…of the works of Jung, Herr Oberst.” —The Eagle Has Landed No greater intellectual gaucherie exists than to learn a subject too well, no profounder vulgarity than to admit to such depth. Poetry in its being idiomatic, inscrutable, obscurantist, and judged by the most extreme […]