But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. The heat of autumn is different from the heat of summer. One ripens apples, the ...

For centuries, poets have turned to autumn as a mirror for the human condition, a season oscillating between abundance and decline, beauty and loss. In earlier traditions, from Shakespeare to Keats, ...

In the latest installment of "Village Voice" — Boston Public Radio's recurring conversation about how poetry can help us better understand the news of the day — poet Richard Blanco shared poems about ...

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, ...

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, ...

Have you looked up at the skies recently? While we hop between puddles and huddle against a fresh wind in the Yard, fall blossoms. With the sweeping away of summer, the world begins to look like a ...

“Fall” was originally short for “fall of the leaf,” a poetic expression common in the 1500s. Shakespeare used both words—proof they co-existed comfortably in his time. In the US, autumn is still used ...