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Download Epub Format ↠´ The Poetry of Robert Frost PDF by ☆ Robert Frost Let me say that he is one of poets who have waken me up from my long sleep in "comfortable bed of uniformity and stagnancy".
I used to think that being among the crowd was a safe way to live.
Being uniform was my "template".
In fact, now I learn that being myselfthat might be being different from you allis the safest mode anytime anywhere.
And, I am sure that I won't be sorry for being uniquely ordinary as I am.

Of course "The Road Not taken" is still a uniform favorite os mine since most of Frost's readers take it as their liking.
To me Frost is a prodigy for taking his readers into his realm of extraordinary style to present ordinary ideas.

Let me share with you 3 of his poems that I believe are spellbinding.

The Road Not Taken
by: Robert Frost (18741963)

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.


Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.


Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

Robert Frost wrote some stunning and thought provoking poems.
Almost everyone has heard of "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening" or "The Road Not Taken", but one of my all time favorites is "Desert Places".
The last verse:

"They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between starson stars where no human race is.

I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.

I'm currently working my way through this book, which is the standard edition of his collected poetry.
Should be done some time in 2018 2019 never.

Frost in 1941

I'm abandoning my reading of Frost's poetry.
Too many other books to get read.

Having gotten up through A Witness Tree I'm guessing that I've probably read most of his poems that are still remembered.
It was a great journey, I found out a lot about Frost and the surprising poetry that he wrote through most of his long life.
A very modern poet, even though in the end I get the impression that he is properly classified as a quite regional poet, one who in much of his work writes of people and attitudes that are found in American New Englandthat area northeast of New York and even more specifically north of Boston.
Vermont, New Hampshire, Maine, and the northern edge of Massachusetts.

Below are the nine collections of poetry the book contains, the year the collection was published, and links to separate reviews of the collections, for those I've read and reviewed.
These reviews will primarily be comprised of quotations of some of the poems I enjoyed most, with perhaps some additional comments.

(1) A Boy's Will, 1913review

(2) North of Boston, 1914review

(3) Mountain Interval, 1916review

(4) New Hampshire, 1924review

(5) WestRunning Brook, 1929review

(6) A Further Range, 1936review

(7) A Witness Tree, 1942review not yet written.

and the unread .

(8) Steeple Bush, 1947

(9) In the Clearing, 1962

Plus two plays Frost wrote:

(10) A Masque of Reason, 1945

(11) A Masque of Mercy, 1947

Finally (not in the book), I've reviewed the following:

Robert Frost: A Collection of Critical Essays, edited by James M.
See the link for Previous library review below.


Previous review: Basil Street Blues
Next review: North of Boston
Older review: Understanding Power

Previous library review: Robert Frost critical reviews
Next library review: A Boy's Will see above I was intrigued to learn that Frost and Edward Thomas had met and spent time together in England before the first world war following on from a review of some of Frost's poetry by Thomas.
I feel both that in some way that the two of these people are now coming together in my understanding is a sign both of the deficiencies in my education and that luckily there is ever more to discover about the world.
I believe "The Road not taken" was inspired by some of the walks the two went on and that Frost encouraged Thomas to write and publish his own poetry too.
There is something unnerving about that connection for me, perhaps just the sense of how long Frost's adult life was since he was also performing at the inauguration (view spoiler)