Rustin Larson/Poetry

Me, Being Rude A woman knocks, asks what I think the purpose of life is. Possible answers: 1) No. No, thank you. 2) The purpose of life is to not be asked such questions. 3) There is no purpose. Life just is. If the rose-petal goddess likes me, that’s a good thing....

Ewa Mazierska/Travel

    The Scarves from Candolim   by Ewa Mazierska Contributing Writer From my holiday in Candolim in India I brought home fifteen scarves. They were sold to me by Lisa, a beach vendor, working on a strip of beach belonging to our hotel. Her other job was...
A New Zimbabwe

A New Zimbabwe

*** A New Zimbabwe A Christmas road trip through a land of contrasts   by James Collector and James Roditi   We picked up Renée, our seasoned 4×4 Toyota Prado in Lusaka, spent a day gathering supplies, and were on the road to Livingstone when we...

Greg Stewart/Around New York

    Jazz Masters Still Tuned In   by Greg Stewart Events Editor Drawings by Lidia Moroz   The world of jazz has such variety these days. Ranging from standards plucked and hammered out in any variety of basements and backrooms in cities all over...