Poems about autumn, which arrived almost unexpectedly yesterday and as silently as if sneaking in on tiptoes for summer still seems in the air, surely outnumber all the leaves of reds and golds and ...

For Dante Gabriel Rossetti, the road that began at age twenty led inexorably to the consolations of wombats, whiskey, chloral, and the culmination of the grave. From our vantage point, this poem falls ...

Sara Teasdale (1884–1933) is the kind of poet who grows on the reader the more she is read. A native of St. Louis, she lived much of her adult life in New York before her suicide at age 49. From her ...

Dear Readers: Hope you are all having a lovely fall. Please see below some poems that help embrace the season. “The Wild Swans at Coole” by William Butler Yeats “The trees are in their autumn beauty, ...

May Sarton was a novelist and an avid keeper of journals, but she considered herself a poet above all else. Novels and journals, she said in 1983, are concerned with growth over time, but “the poem is ...