The eleventh month of the Gregorian year brings the change from Autumn into Winter. Landscapes are scrubbed of colour and all their frills, the statued forms of trees are the grammar, the structure of her ways. Days shorten, nights lengthen and for our classic poets there is work to be done. Across fifty poems our classic poets including illuminate the month, the natural world and the human condition. In their words our experiences are reshaped, our views are rethought and our place in the world made a little more sense of.