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  • By This You Shall Know, by Benjamin Jacobson

    Of Blood and Frogs – July 17, 2015 The river ran red.  My daughter waded knee deep in the crimson cascades and raised waves with her outstretched fingers.  The flashes from the reporters’ cameras froze her playful splashes in place for a series of eternal moments. Steve’s hand grasped my shoulder, drawing my attention.  “She’s a natural, Aaron, a real beauty.  She could be a model.” He spoke haltingly, a middle age man uncomfortable commenting on the attractiveness of a prepubescent girl.  Steve brought me here, to the shores of the red river. I brought Miriam.  We came to reassure

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  • In The Neglected Garden, by Dawn Corrigan

    Elizabeth Seton College, 1989 Here each statue lacks a nose, a finger, or even both, and in a hand’s dismantled hollow a spider weaves its growth. Farther in, amid the tangle, a ruined fountain appears. Each catch bowl bleached like a bone. No water poured for years. On the side two struggling birds traced in bas-relief. One’s claws dig the other’s back. Her beak locks on like teeth. The same two birds occur again on an urn still farther in. One side is crumbling to dust. The lichen have moved in. This time the two are face to face, a

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  • Book Review: Duke: A Life of Duke Ellington, by Terry Teachout

    There isn’t any music more American than Jazz.  It’s the most prominent art-form that Americans can present to the world as originated in the New World.  When jazz, which derived from ragtime and blues music, first arrived on the scene, it created a stir.  Although musicians performed dance music before, never before had such sensual and wild rhythms reached the mainstream of Western society.  Preachers denounced it as the music of the devil.  Social critics wondered whether embracing such entertainment would lead to civilization’s downfall.  And the racial element couldn’t be ignored; how and why was this Black (or “race”

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