Frost’s transgressive conservatism

I recently set myself the task of systematically reading every poem Robert Frost ever published. This amused my wife, who pointed out that it seemed unlikely that there was anything in the ratty, pencil-marked, taped and re-taped green volume of the Complete Poems of Robert Frost that has graced my bedside table ever since we were married …

His light was always on – a tribute to Dr. Patrick Keats

There are certain people in our lives who we unconsciously come to expect will always be there. They are the ones who always have been there. The stable ones. The rock-like ones. The buttresses, who quietly go about the business of holding things together, without ever drawing attention to themselves. For the very many of us who …