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
Tree at my window, window tree,/ My sash is lowered when night comes on;/ But let there never be curtain drawn/ Between you and me.
Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night comes on; But let there never be curtain drawn Between you and me.
He is all pine and I am apple orchard. My apple trees will never get across And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors.
So was I once myself a swinger of birches. And so I dream of going back to be.
I wonder about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise So close to our dwelling place?
But I may be one who does not care Ever to have tree bloom or bear.
Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss....
The tree the tempest with a crash of wood Throws down in front of us is not to bar Our passage to our journey's end for good, But just to ask us who we think we are....
I see for Nature no defeat In one tree's overthrow Or for myself in my retreat For yet another blow.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
The trees that have it in their pent-up buds To darken nature and be summer woods.
I shall be telling this with a sigh - Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference
Thinking is not to agree or disagree. That is voting.
An earthly dog of the carriage breed; Who, having failed of the modern speed, Now asked asylum and I was stirred To be the one so dog-preferred