On a Tree Fallen Across the Road | Poem by Robert Frost

On a Tree Fallen Across the Road Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ (To hear us talk) The tree the tempest with a crash of woodThrows down in front of us is not barOur passage to our journey’s end for good,But just to ask us who we think we are Insisting always on our own way … Read more…

On Going Unnoticed | Poem by Robert Frost

On Going Unnoticed Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ As vain to raise a voice as a sighIn the tumult of free leaves on high. What are you in the shadow of treesEngaged up there with the light and breeze? Less than the coral-root you knowThat is content with the daylight low,And has no leaves at … Read more…

On Looking Up By Chance At The Constellations | Poem by Robert Frost

On Looking Up By Chance At The Constellations Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ You’ll wait a long, long time for anything muchTo happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloudAnd the Northern Lights that run like tingling nerves. The sun and moon get crossed, but they never touch,Nor strike out fire from each other nor … Read more…

Our Singing Strength | Poem by Robert Frost

Our Singing Strength Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ It snowed in spring on earth so dry and warmThe flakes could find no landing place to form. Hordes spent themselves to make it wet and cold,And still they failed of any lasting hold. They made no white impression on the black. They disappeared as if earth … Read more…

Out Out– | Poem by Robert Frost

Out Out Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yardAnd made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it. And from there those that lifted eyes could countFive mountain ranges one behind the otherUnder the sunset far into Vermont. And the saw snarled and … Read more…

Pan with Us | Poem by Robert Frost

Pan with Us Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ Pan came out of the woods one day,–His skin and his hair and his eyes were gray,The gray of the moss of walls were they,–And stood in the sun and looked his fillAt wooded valley and wooded hill. He stood in the zephyr, pipes in hand,On a … Read more…

Pauls Wife | Poem by Robert Frost

Pauls Wife Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ To drive Paul out of any lumber campAll that was needed was to say to him,“How is the wife, Paul?”–and he’d disappear. Some said it was because be bad no wife,And hated to be twitted on the subject;Others because he’d come within a dayOr so of having one, … Read more…

Pea Brush | Poem by Robert Frost

Pea Brush Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ I WALKED down alone Sunday after church To the place where John has been cutting treesTo see for myself about the birch He said I could have to bush my peas. The sun in the new-cut narrow gap Was hot enough for the first of May,And stifling hot … Read more…

Place for a Third | Poem by Robert Frost

Place for a Third Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ Nothing to say to all those marriages!She had made three herself to three of his. The score was even for them, three to three. But come to die she found she cared so much:She thought of children in a burial row;Three children in a burial row … Read more…

Plowmen | Poem by Robert Frost

Plowmen Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ A plow, they say, to plow the snow. They cannot mean to plant it, no–Unless in bitterness to mockAt having cultivated rock. _______________________________________________________________________________________ Robert Frost – Wikipedia Robert Frost – Poet | Academy of American Poets Buy Robert Frost at Amazon Buy Robert Frost at Barnes and Noble _______________________________________________________________________________________ … Read more…