William Blake
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.
On view through August 31, 2026
The latest installment of the annual anthology showcasing the finest short nonfiction published in the past year.
I Want Only to Be a Worn-Down Stone Alain Mabanckou, The Paris Review
A meditation on ruin, time, and the persistence of stone above forgotten ground.
What the Michigan Results Tell Us About the Democratic Party Perry Bacon Jr, The New Republic
A live discussion decoding what the Midwest is really saying to the party's establishment.
A Deep Dive on the Races in Wisconsin and Minnesota Perry Bacon Jr with Anat Shenker-Osorio and Nathan Kalmoe, The New Republic
Three sharp minds unpack the upper Midwest's political fault lines in real time.
FILM Phantoms of July
An allegorical gem from a director retrospective — strange, funny, and lingering.
The post-apocalyptic drama returns deeper into its subterranean mysteries.
Greg Vernick's highly anticipated pasta-driven concept — the kind of place that reminds you why Fishtown keeps winning.
Exhibition Tours: A Nation of Artists at PAFA
Guided tours of PAFA's sweeping exhibition exploring diverse narratives of American art and identity — tours available today, August 1.
Highmark Mann Center Performances
The Mann celebrates its 50th anniversary with a season of performances running through August 22.
The city's official hub for Semiquincentennial programming — 250 years of America, celebrated citywide all year.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.— Marcel Proust