I didn't fall in love with Walt Whitman as a teenager. I found his summersaulting sentences and meandering poems too much to get a handle on.

This is something of a belated "best of year" list, although there are some older titles I only got to last year included. An eclectic list, modestly offered -- a bit heavy on books on music, but many others, and perhaps something will strike the interest of other readers.

The event has grown beyond poets to become a coordinated effort by teachers, publishers, non-profit and government agencies, corporate sponsors, and lots and lots of celebrities.

Walt Whitman's legendary epic poem "Song of Myself" first appeared in 1855, self-published in Brooklyn by the then-unknown journalist and walker, who was 37 years old at the time.

Spring officially left us this past Tuesday. So to help us get off on the right foot with the season, I've collected some great poems that celebrate the joys of summer.

The problem is this: except for the most ego-driven or ego-protected among us, it's an unnatural position for most writers. We like working in pajamas. We don't like shaking our booties. But to sell, we must.

In preparation for Celebrating 100 Years, the New York Public Library’s centennial exhibition, the curators at the library came upon some unexpected...

Acclaimed novelist Salman Rushdie has come to the aid of guests who check into a trendy Manhattan hotel with nothing to read, choosing 13 celebrated A...

People say that the lines in your face are representative of the life you’ve led – as in, love your laugh lines because clearly you’ve had a goo...