First Known When Lost

Reading Chinese poetry of past centuries, one often encounters poems of parting, as well as poems of longing for a family member or friend w...

I beg your pardon, dear readers, for the lengthy silence.  I fell ill upon returning from an early September journey to Southern California ...

Reading the poetry of Robert Herrick always helps to put our day-to-day world into perspective.  For instance:                          Noth...

Virtually nothing is known about the Greek poet Praxilla, who, it is conjectured, lived in the middle of the Fifth Century, B. C.  Of her po...

"Yet still the unresting castles thresh."  This line by Philip Larkin came to me a few days ago as I walked through a grove of tre...

Here are the opening lines of a poem to which we shall return in a moment: I live still, to love still      Things quiet and unconcerned, --...

Here is one way of looking at how we abide in the world: "Experience, already reduced to a group of impressions, is ringed round for ea...

Once again, dear readers, it is time to return to my favorite poem of April.  Discovering a poem we love is a wonderful thing, but even more...

Given the situation in which the world now finds itself, I had thought to descant upon the folly and evil of self-appointed emperors and the...