Robert Frost
Robert Frost
Robert Lee Frostwas an American poet. His work was initially published in England before it was published in America. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech. His work frequently employed settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. One of the most popular and critically respected American poets of the twentieth century, Frost was honored frequently...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth26 March 1874
CitySan Francisco, CA
CountryUnited States of America
Being the boss anywhere is lonely. Being a female boss in a world of mostly men is especially so.
You don't have to deserve your mother's love. You have to deserve your father's.
Nobody was ever meant, To remember or invent, What he did with every cent.
Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.
I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering.
There is one thing more exasperating than a wife who can cook and won't, and that's a wife who can't cook and will.
Anything more than the truth would be too much.
I turned to speak to God About the world's despair But to make bad matters worse I found God wasn't there.
Writing a poem is discovering.
When I see birches bend to left and right... I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
You can be a little ungrammatical if you come from the right part of the country.
The heart can think of no devotion Greater than being shore to the ocean- Holding the curve of one position, Counting an endless repetition.
If you're looking for something to be brave about, consider fine arts.
O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all. The crows above the forest call; Tomorrow they may form and go. O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow. Make the day seem to us less brief. Hearts not averse to being beguiled, Beguile us in the way you know. Release one leaf at break of day; At noon release another leaf; One from our trees, one far away.