Robert Frost Poems (185 Poems)
A Brook in the City (Robert Frost Poem)
The firm house lingers, though averse to square With the new city street it has to wear A number in. But what about the brook That held the house as in an elbow-crook? I ask as one who knew the … Continue reading
A Hundred Collars (Robert Frost Poem)
Lancaster bore him–such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn’t see him often Of late years, though he keeps the old homestead And sends the children down there with their mother To run wild in the summer–a little … Continue reading
II. The Pauper Witch of Grafton (Robert Frost Poem)
Now that they’ve got it settled whose I be, I’m going to tell them something they won’t like: They’ve got it settled wrong, and I can prove it. Flattered I must be to have two towns fighting To make a … Continue reading
In the Home Stretch (Robert Frost Poem)
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water from the sink made tall. She wore her cape; her hat was in her hand. Behind her was confusion in … Continue reading
The Mountain (Robert Frost Poem)
The mountain held the town as in a shadow I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed that I missed stars in the west, Where its black body cut into the sky. Near me it seemed: I … Continue reading
The Self-Seeker (Robert Frost Poem)
“Willis, I didn’t want you here to-day: The lawyer’s coming for the company. I’m going to sell my soul, or, rather, feet. Five hundred dollars for the pair, you know.” “With you the feet have nearly been the soul; And … Continue reading
The Thatch (Robert Frost Poem)
Out alone in the winter rain, Intent on giving and taking pain. But never was I far out of sight Of a certain upper-window light. The light was what it was all about: I would not go in till the … Continue reading
The Wood-Pile (Robert Frost Poem)
Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray day I paused and said, ‘I will turn back from here. No, I will go on farther- and we shall see’. The hard snow held me, save where now and then One … Continue reading
They Were Welcome To Their Belief (Robert Frost Poem)
Grief may have thought it was grief. Care may have thought it was care. They were welcome to their belief, The overimportant pair. No, it took all the snows that clung To the low roof over his bed, Beginning when … Continue reading
The Bonfire (Robert Frost Poem)
“OH, let’s go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire to all the brush we piled With pitchy hands to wait for rain or snow. Oh, let’s not wait for … Continue reading
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