Nonfiction by George Sterling

Sag Harbor, my place of birth, was and is a town of less than five thousand inhabitants, and lies on Shelter Island Sound, a hundred...

I am wondering how many of our readers have seen "Tamar," that terrific poem by Robinson Jeffers, given long reviews by James Rorty in the...

I have just read that book of short stories (some of them admirable) by Barry Benefield, called "Short Turns." It contains the tale "Daughters of...

Jack London did not keep a diary but the nearest approach to one is this article which is offered for publication for the first time...

What a race of ailing wretches we are! Is one in a hundred of us physically perfect—or even in absolute health. Note our crowded hospitals...

I have just been reading, in his book entitled "Forty Immortals," the poems of that flaming soul, Benjamin De Casseres. I say "poems" deliberately, for if...

It is with great pleasure that I avail myself of the privilege of re-printing the exquisite lyric that follows, surely one of the finest in...

The Cosmopolitan Book Corporation otters a prize (a trip to Hollywood) for the best review of Adela Rogers St. Johns' novel, "The Skyrocket." The Cosmopolitan Book...

I have just read a most depressing book, the biography of Edgar Saltus, by his widow, Marie Saltus. It is a ghastly, if naive, description...

I have been reading in that otherwise excellent magazine The American Parade. Dr. Danziger's article on Bierce. For some reason unknown to me Danziger has...

The Bobbs-Merrill Company sends me Prof. John Erskine's book "Gallahad," apparently with the object of soliciting a favorable opinion of it. I have an opinion,...

I am, naturally, interested in the news of the rejuvenation of the "Overland," and wish you all success with it. . The effort to restore...

I regret that I may not use the forbidden metaphor, "a star rising in the West." None other would so well express the gathering light and slow inevitability...

A younger and immensely imaginative singer is Clark Ashton Smith, the story of whose triumph with his neighbors, when hundreds of copies of his first book...

As a boy of sixteen or thereabouts, Clark Ashton Smith was discovered as "the Keats of the Pacific Coast," and duly proclaimed as such by all...

Who of us care to be present at the accouchement of the immortal? I believe that we so attend who are first to take this book...

"The tendency of modern poetry" is against it, and the gaunt Muse of these lonesome latter years stammers with a greater facility than marks her singing....