For those of us north of the equator, winter officially arrived last week. The early darkness and the chill in the air demand ...
SUSAN COOPER: (Reading) So the shortest day came, and the year died. And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world came people singing, dancing to drive the dark away. COOPER: (Reading) ...
Last March, The New York Sun offered “Windy Nights” as its Poem of the Day, and perhaps it’s time to revisit Robert Louis Stevenson (1850–1894), this time for a winter poem. His collection, “A Child’s ...