David Stone
Founder & Euro Editor
Navigating Apps with Changes in Memory: Join Our Study
December 2, 2025
Weill Cornell Medicine seeks older adults with mild memory loss for a study on improving navigation apps. Participation is valuable,...
If you’re a book lover, you’ve probably encountered narrative poetry at some point. Maybe you read The Waste Land in high school and were perplexed by its structure. Or maybe you discovered Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken and loved…
by David Stone We are still in the car, pushing through heavy, drifted snow. We will always be in that car. It will always be snowing, and we’ll be on our way home. You were telling me something. But mostly…
When George died is a short poem about a cat who changed my life… When George died,every cat in the universesstopped purring for precisely one second.The change in vibrations never reversed. More from a morning’s inspiration… When George died is…
When my bother died, a poem… When my brother died, the warmth of the universe diminished perceptibly at every official measuring station and did not recover. Saturday morning shower of ideas… It started with my father. On a Saturday morning,…
When my father died, a wall that stood forever crumbled. Every room across the universes was forced to adjust. About When my father died… When my father died is a poem that came to me in the shower. A lot…
Life is a mystery, they say. Is it? There’s an answer in verse.
I will see you later was inspired by William Carlos Williams, an American poet I stumbled on as a teenager. I loved poetry and got turned on by verses that dodged cliches and said something simple and genuine. With a…
Omnibus 1965 Poem Who could ever forget? Riding all night on that half-empty Greyhound, waking in the alone notime darkness of Nebraska waking to the smell of gristmill corn, being filled, mistaking, in half-sleep, the scent of being in love…