Linda Pastan

  • Ship's Clock

    The ship’s clock, stowed in a box. for its passage to the beach each summer, continues to chime every four hours. (first watch ... dog…

  • Ash

    We fall l­ike leaves, anonymous as snow, like ash, like weeds. under some farmer’s hoe. We fear the dark. and watch the light recede. We…

  • Rivermist: For Roland Flint

    When the kennel where my ridgeback died. some thirty years ago. wrote to ask for my business again, offering us one free night's board. for…

  • Deer

    To the secret places. of the garden, deer come. eating their way through. the milky blossoms of impatiens, the blur of azalea leaves. How…

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Google Street View, Transformed Into a Tiny Planet

A 360-degree tour of our world, made entirely from Google's panoramas

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The 86-Year-Old Farmer Who Won't Quit

A filmmaker returns to his hometown to profile the patriarch of a family farm

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Riding Unicycles in a Cave

"If you fall down and break your leg, there's no way out."

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Carrot: A Pitch-Perfect Satire of Tech

"It's not just a vegetable. It's what a vegetable should be."

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The Benefits of Living Alone on a Mountain

"You really have to love solitary time by yourself."

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