Louise Glück's collection Faithful and Virtuous Night is the winner of this year's National Book Award for Poetry. Accepting her award on Wednesday night, she said, "It's very difficult to lose—I've lost many...

This piece is excerpted from Ted and I, Gerald Hughes’s poignant memoir about his childhood with his younger brother Ted. The two remained close throughout Ted’s career as a poet, and here Gerald reflects on his brother’s marriage to Sylvia...

"John Berryman was an unconventional poet, but he must have surprised even himself when, in his thirties, he was suddenly compelled to write sonnets." So writes April Bernard in her introduction to the recent reissue of Berryman's Sonnets. But love has always...

When all the others were away at Mass by Seamus Heaney has been named Ireland’s best-loved poem from the past century. It was chosen from ballots cast by the public, and announced by Irish President Michael D. Higgins. The third of eight sonnets in...

May marks the end of Poetry Month, 2015. We had a wonderful run, celebrating with a number of essays, profiles, and, yes, poems. They include a brilliantly insightful essay by Rowan Ricardo Phillips on the genius of Charles Wright, a cunningly bizarre...

Louise Glück is a master at writing about our human impermanence with all the sensitivity, precision, grace, and rage that such a subject demands: "It grieves me to think / the dead won’t see them— / these things we depend on, / they disappear." —Laura...

The Road to Emmaus is a wonderful book, one of my favorites in contemporary poetry. Reece is both questioning and devotional, his poems are full of pain, wonder, and jolting imagery. The book contains several long poems I love—“1 Corinthians 13” is a...

Charles Wright. The poet between now and not-now; between know and not-know; between the sun’s fire and a mountain’s snow; the poet between Dante and dude. He says he wished for anonymity—not for his poems but for Charles Wright: an anonymous author of astonishing poems—yet...

I wouldn’t want to bill anything as “my favorite FSG poem,” but I can say that the FSG poem I have reread most often in the past couple of years is Philip Larkin’s “The Whitsun Weddings,” though I can’t even really say why except...

This poem is a great reminder of how precious life is. As Neruda writes, “joy in all things, in what falls and what flourishes.” Enjoy life, appreciate its beauty, and know that it takes just one moment for everything to change. —Vicki Genna How much happens...