Q: I wonder if you could find a copy of a poem, “Come Little Leaves.” I have been thinking about it lately after seeing leaves blowing around in my yard. — H.F., Poquoson A: The poem “Come Little ...

Perhaps more suitable for the coffee table than as a poetry book for children, this visually impressive collection has a striking cover with glittering, bronze letters, and contains dazzling ...

Fall is a season beloved by many. It is often celebrated in our literature, notwithstanding Henry David Thoreau’s claims (in Autumnal Tints) that the season “has not made a deep impression on our own ...

Across centuries and continents, poets have turned to autumn as a mirror of human experience: a time when beauty and decay, fullness and farewell, coexist. From Shakespeare’s trembling sonnets to ...

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 ...