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Featured Poem: Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

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By 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. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a … Read More Featured Poem: Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

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A Poem for Christmas

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Merry Christmas to you and yours! For some reason, this poem by Robert Frost has developed an association with Christmas. Thus, I offer it to you and hope that it finds you happy and joyful. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see … Read More A Poem for Christmas

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Featured Poem: The Road Not Taken

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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted … Read More Featured Poem: The Road Not Taken

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Featured Poem: Nothing Gold Can Stay

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Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost (poem featured in S.E. Hinton’s, The Outsiders*) Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. *This poem is special to me because it was really … Read More Featured Poem: Nothing Gold Can Stay

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Featured Poem: Fire and Ice

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Fire and Ice by Robert Frost Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.


SHANNON FOX

Shannon is a multi-genre writer of stories spanning past, present, and future. Her work has appeared in DreamForge Anvil, Air & Nothingness Press, and Third Flatiron, among others. She has a B.A. in Literature-Writing from UC-San Diego. When not writing, she spends her time dancing with horses which she’s found is significantly easier to do with four feet instead of two. She lives in San Diego, CA, with her husband and three cats – one of whom may or may not be a demon in disguise.

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