"My heart overflows with noble words; To the King I must speak the song I have made; My tongue as nimble as the pen of a scribe..." These words from the Book of Psalms are once again epitomized by ...

December, this month of yearly summings-up, is a good time to reflect on the human impulse to — well, to sum things up. Every day this December, someone somewhere will feel compelled to publish a ...

This is a true account beginning now. Here’s a birch basket, tens of feathers, none of which will ever belong again. This is like that, only more so. Once I was a little girl who tried to write it.

Since his début, in 2010, the poet Shane McCrae has published half a dozen major collections in rapid succession. Earlier this year, he published “The Gilded Auction Block”; his previous book, “In the ...

In the citizenry of the dead the soul still holds the shape of the body still weighs a human care as a body bent low. The good ascend with no sign of remorse, still bearing the marks of skin, of bone.

Dear Abby: A few years ago, you printed a poem about children with special needs having been sent by God to special parents who can nurture and care for them. Our neighbors — dear friends of ours — ...