Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of ...

There are certain lines from books that everyone knows, regardless of whether they have read them or not. Maybe they remember studying these titles at school, pick up on quotes through social media or ...

Poetry is not a practical thing. It's inefficient. It leaves too much space on the page. Its lines are uneven and unpredictable. Its edges are sharp as shards of glass, and what are shards of glass ...