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 ...

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, ...

“In such a day, in September or October, Walden is a perfect forest mirror, set round with stones as precious to my eye as if fewer or rarer. Nothing so fair, so pure, and at the same time so large, ...

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 ...

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 ...

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 ...