“I like to think you gave us extraordinary power,” Lucille Clifton writes in a poem dedicated to her great-grandmother. “You are the arrow that pierced our plain skin and made us fancy women.” How ...

Today’s Poem of the Day marks the one-year anniversary of this weekday feature at the revived New York Sun. As of today, we’ve brought our readers two hundred sixty poems, voices from the past and the ...

Poetry has two kinds of music. There is the sound it makes when read aloud, and then it has an inner composition, too -- that strange, occult rhythm verses make when your mind, not your lips, mouths ...