Though I read everything from memoirs to romantasy, there is one genre in particular that haunted me for a long time: poetry.

By force of her imagination and skill, Emily Dickinson could take the measure of solitude, opprobrium and even damnation.

A survey of the Polish poet’s work in the late 1940s and early 1950s highlights Miłosz’s attempt to grapple with the ...

Seamus Heaney’s love-poem to marriage, The Skunk, combines exile and erotica, moving from an American wilderness image ...