For Craft and Country: Richard Wakefield’s Eminent Domain
Richard Wakefield’s book of poems takes its place as one more important and hard-won advance in the restoration of good poetry to our culture.
Dirt, Dollars, and Devices
Holland, MI. I confess: I hate farms. I hate everything about them. I hate the malodorous smells that take days to wash off. I...
Christmas Comes But Once a Year; Or, Books to Buy Next...
Philadelphia, PA
R. J. Snell
A slow thinker and slower writer—some might say the reverse—I’ve been chewing over the Christmas season for the past few days,...
Still Singin’
That this country boasts something called “The Great American Songbook” is one of the best jokes around. The Great American Songbook? Our songs—let alone...
Dying Properly—like a Dumb Ass (A Dispatch)
Little do I know that in a few days I will have died properly: by explosion.
Scruton’s Challenge
Authors and readers of FPR should spend some time reading this extraordinary essay by Roger Scruton, from the most recent issue of Intercollegiate Review. ...
Bring Me My Bow of Burning Gold: Micturition and Its Discontents
Why have we persisted in peeing outdoors well after the advent of outhouses and toilets?
On the Jewish Question
As Caleb has already noted here, Rusty Reno and Jody Bottum have been mixing it up over at First Things over issues of localism,...
Apocalypticism for Porchers
If it's your thing -- and it's certainly not everybody's thing -- it's not a bad time to be an apocalypticist.
A few weeks ago,...