Pittsfield

By the Way — Find unexpected marvels in a small city

When I moved back to the Berkshires, almost 10 years ago now, I knew very little about Pittsfield. I knew Mohican hunting camps had once ringed Pontoosuc Lake, and that Pontoosuc means “place to hunt the winter deer.” On a flat calm day, I had drifted in a sailboat in the center of the lake.…

#BTW Flashback Pop Up Poets bring the word to the streets

Poetry on a park bench? I once talked with three New York poets at once from my phone on Spring Street, and it seemed right, because that’s the way they perform their work. As National Poetry Month picks up momentum, here are the Pop Up Poets telling me how poems can be as everyday a…

Standing Together podcast with the Greylock Glass

In the wake of the November election, people across the country have seen fear and anger and exclusion become part of a national public conversation. Many people are sharing the experience of feeling that they do not belong in their familiar places. I’ve written about that feeling here. It’s called othering — making someone feel pushed…

Original quilts at Shire City Sanctuary

They come in sunlit leaves or a dark blue surface rippling like water in shade. They come in goldenrod-yellow butterfly wings with streaks of orange and blue or green and gold pinwheels against scarlet. On the walls of Shire City Sanctuary on Melville Street, Karen Pratt of Pittsfield is showing quilts she has made for…

‘Tribes’ at Barrington Stage

They meet at an art opening: a young man who doesn’t know the group and a young woman trying to get away from it. They are talking casually about stilt-walkers, champagne and Che Guevara. He asks her a question, and she moves her hands, the letters imagining the bloom flowering and then wilting. “Fingerspelling,” she says.…