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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
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
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
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
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.