This poem is part of a WHYY series examining how the United States, four decades later, is still processing the Vietnam War. To learn more about the topic, watch the 10-part documentary “The Vietnam ...

When the morning sun rises high, And the world wakes up with a new light, We remember the freedom we’ve won, And the dreams we reach with all our might. The land we cherish, free and bright, Is a gift ...

'You look as though you wished the place in Hell,' My friend said, 'judging from your face.' 'Oh well, I suppose it's not the place's fault,' I said.

I have been moving books between one house and another, doing a quinquennial cull to donate to libraries. In flux, I can’t make a firm census of the poetry books I cannot bear to do without, but there ...