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Topic 40 of 52: Robert Frost

Mon, Oct 11, 1999 (12:53) | Wolf (wolf)

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 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 1 of 15: Wolf  (wolf) * Mon, Oct 11, 1999 (12:59) * 3 lines 
 
the only poem that springs to mind immediately, concerning robert frost, is the road less travelled (or not taken). and i don't have a copy before me to post here!

let's help isabel find the piece about the tree and winter. i'm clueless at the moment but will do some checking!


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 2 of 15: Isabel  (Isabel) * Mon, Oct 11, 1999 (16:31) * 2 lines 
 
That's what I posted in "Poems of Loss", maybe I'll find the novel where it'r cited:
I remember something like an apple tree in winter (???), which should not bloom, otherwise it could froze...mmh, something like that. It was a bit sad...but expressed a feeling I had some time ago, when I lost somebody very close to me... That's why I want to find it.


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 3 of 15: Marcia  (MarciaH) * Mon, Oct 11, 1999 (17:04) * 1 lines 
 
Isabel, I'm gonna do an altavista.com search for an anthology of Frost's works, and if I cannot sort through them enough to find your poem, I'll post the URL and you can look...in fact, I will post the URL in any case. I'm off hunting....


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 4 of 15: Marcia  (MarciaH) * Mon, Oct 11, 1999 (17:06) * 2 lines 
 
Isabel....this is the best one of all because it includes a poem search if you only know a few words or a line...go to it!
http://redfrog.norconnect.no/~poems/poets/robert_frost.html


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 5 of 15: Marcia  (MarciaH) * Mon, Oct 11, 1999 (17:10) * 20 lines 
 
I liked this one particularly:

To the Thawing Wind
by Robert Frost - 1913

Come with rain, O loud Southwester!
Bring the singer, bring the nester;
Give the buried flower a dream;
Make the settled snow-bank steam;
Find the brown beneath the white;
But whate'er you do to-night,
Bathe my window, make it flow,
Melt it as the ice will go;
Melt the glass and leave the sticks
Like a hermit's crucifix;
Burst into my narrow stall;
Swing the picture on the wall;
Run the rattling pages o'er;
Scatter poems on the floor;
Turn the poet out of door.


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 6 of 15: John Burnett  (mrchips) * Mon, Oct 11, 1999 (21:44) * 29 lines 
 
Wolf, this one's for you:

The Road not Taken
by Robert Frost - 1916

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 wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

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.



 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 7 of 15: John Burnett  (mrchips) * Tue, Oct 12, 1999 (08:26) * 51 lines 
 
My dad used to recite this to me when I was quite young.

Mending Wall
by Robert Frost - 1914

Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun,
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
'Stay where you are until our backs are turned!'
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
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'.
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
'Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it
Where there are cows?
But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down.' I could say 'Elves' to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, "Good fences make good neighbors."


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 8 of 15: John Burnett  (mrchips) * Tue, Oct 12, 1999 (12:26) * 21 lines 
 
I did this while an undergrad. It's been published in the parody journal "Poultry."

Stopping by Words on a Stolen Evening
(with apologies to Robert Frost)
copyright 1993, John Burnett


Whose words these are I think I know.
He's sitting in his office, though.
He's so preoccupied with self,
I'll steal his words right off the shelf.

The poetry prof must think me queer.
I plagiarize without a fear.
I burgle meter, pilfer rhyme,
Take what I want and put it here.

His words are lovely, much they say,
That's why I'm taking them away.
I'll turn them in and get an "A."
I'll turn them in and get an "A."


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 9 of 15: Marcia  (MarciaH) * Tue, Oct 12, 1999 (12:44) * 1 lines 
 
Oh Yes! I much prefer your little ode to RF with apologies. But, I think none are needed! You are so good at the feel and rhythm of poetry - you have the soul of one, too, you know! But, I knew that all along (and I am seldom wrong about these things, as well.)


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 10 of 15: Wolf  (wolf) * Tue, Oct 12, 1999 (18:41) * 1 lines 
 
thanks for the road not taken, john! and your parody is good...did you get an a?


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 11 of 15: John Burnett  (mrchips) * Tue, Oct 12, 1999 (21:19) * 1 lines 
 
Yes I did, wolfie...as well as a published poem after the class was through.


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 12 of 15: Wolf  (wolf) * Wed, Oct 13, 1999 (18:48) * 1 lines 
 
*woohoo*


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 13 of 15: Marcia  (MarciaH) * Thu, Oct 14, 1999 (21:07) * 1 lines 
 
(John, aren't you the one who never got any grade other than an A ?!)


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 14 of 15: Isabel  (Isabel) * Tue, Oct 19, 1999 (12:30) * 1 lines 
 
Thanks for the link to the Frost-poems, Marcia! I haven't found it yet, but I won't give up!


 Topic 40 of 52 [poetry]: Robert Frost
 Response 15 of 15: Marcia  (MarciaH) * Tue, Oct 19, 1999 (18:02) * 4 lines 
 
Just click on this link, Isabel!

http://redfrog.norconnect.no/~poems/poets/robert_frost.html


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