Recommendations from the editors of America magazine, plus some poetry too!

Strictly speaking, anyone spreading ideas, good or bad, engages in propaganda. Preaching is propaganda. St. Paul wrote propaganda.

Our scars pulse with the rage that cannot sound

Paul Mariani’s poems ask, “Does God know us only by the names our parents gave us?,” another reminder of how the human and eternal meet.

Pre-grief is not the absence of hope. Somehow, we can mourn what is passing away even while we work to preserve it.

After the word is forgotten and discovered, and streamed until it’s nothing, she is not here.