The title is “Birches” but the subject is birch “swinging”. The poem has been written by poet Robert Frost. It was included in the third Mountain Interval poetry collection of Frost, published in 1916 ...

Editor’s Note: This article previously appeared in a different format as part of The Atlantic’s Notes section, retired in 2021. Since Mother’s Day is right around the corner, this week I’ll share some ...

Spring and fall are transitional seasons, bringing us from the subdued dormancy of winter to the exuberance of summer, and back again. Fall is the more difficult of the two, opening with a deceptive, ...

In a series of exquisitely blunt, elegiac poems for his mother, Carl Adamshick returns from her dying days to a changed world: “new calendar” — everything has altered forever. (Many poems in his ...