Adam Plunkett’s Love and Need offers something of a recuperation of Robert Frost by reminding us that the poet's fierceness ...

Nothing New,” which the American poet wrote in 1918, is published for the first time in The New Yorker’s Anniversary Issue.

The vigor of their badness preserves them. Up they float into bad-poem limbo, where their bad lines, loose and weedlike, ...

In a 1930 letter, Robert Frost stated his priorities as memorably — which, for Frost, meant as mischievously — as possible: “Am I any good? That’s what I’d like to know and all I need to know.” The ...

ROBERT FROST: Whose woods these are, I think I know. His house is in the village, though. He will not see me stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow.