Category:Guest Artists

Our Bodies the Instruments of Love

Brian Turner

“I have no advice for anybody; except to, you know, be awake enough to see where you are at any given time, and how that is beautiful, and has poetry inside, even places you hate.” —Jeff Buckley “I sense the…

Reduced: (She/Her) Why I Struggle With My Pronouns

Natashia Deón

In this present moment, the courthouses where I argue for my criminal clients, offices where I practice mental health as a therapist, and universities where I teach (or attend), have not completely returned to pre-pandemic functioning since COVID-19 began. For…

For He Was a Great Man

Juan Felipe Herrera, U.S. Poet Laureate Emeritus

– for George Floyd, RIP For he was a great man thrown & pulled toward the flames For the flames were familiar for they would seal his story For he was taken down face down body down to account For…

Full Circle Sail

Daniel Picker

for Aurelie and Leah With the mast up while wheeling the boat out from the yard, by the sandy shore to launch as if for the first time, sun bright, sky light, wind half brisk, a new adventure on this…

Kinds of Blues: 3 Songs & 3 Poems

Cornelius Eady

Cornelius Eady has published more than half a dozen volumes of poetry, among them Victims of the Latest Dance Craze (1985), winner of the Lamont Poetry Prize from the Academy of American Poets; The Gathering of My Name (1991), nominated for a Pulitzer Prize; and Brutal Imagination (2001), a National Book Award finalist.

The Superpower of Conducting: Women Rise to the Podium

Anna Rakitina, Assistant Conductor, Boston Symphony Orchestra

Being а female conductor in today’s music world does not feel too uncommon, though, for sure, it was not always like this. The rise of women in the profession is a relatively recent development and, as with many other leadership…

Ghost Session

Pete Mullineaux

In the elbow of the snug, our absent selves make ready – open cases, ease bellows, tune strings – spread the rosin; some chit-chat about weather, the match, a bit of world news thrown in. Flute enters, shrugging off the raingear, bicycle clips; Banjo tries to order drinks, plink-plink of a coin on an empty glass. A few are already warming up fingers, loosening wrists, softening lips; taking off into a gentile O’Carolan set, maybe a jig or two, before letting rip with a few high tempo reels...

Well, What Would Lincoln Do?

John Burt

Of course, nobody really knows, and there are many reasons why. In the first place, nobody knows how Lincoln would have understood the century and half of political and social change since his own day. In the second place, Lincoln’s…