My mother likes to tell me that even if I showed up at her door and told her I'd committed a felony--murder, whatever--she would still love me. In honor of that devotion, here are some poems for Mother's Day.
The murder of Zardasht Osman earlier this month called attention to the growing problem of government crackdowns on writers in Northern Iraq, reminding us not to take our freedom of speech here for granted.
In its list of the best and worst of the Olympic opening ceremonies, EW picked as its worst "The collective groan heard throughout living rooms in America when we found out we were about to hear spoken word."
Hope you had a happy holiday, and that your family gathering was greeting card perfect. But perhaps after a few too many baby-induced wake ups and boozy political arguments, you got a little anxious to leave?
The Pumpkin Spice Latte is back on the Starbucks menu, a sure sign that autumn is almost here (it actually begins on Tuesday). To help celebrate the season, I've collected excerpts from some of my favorite autumn poems below. Scroll down to add YOUR favorites!