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Robert Frost: In a Disused Graveyard


The living come with grassy tread

To read the gravestones on the hill;

The graveyard draws the living still,

But never any more the dead.

 

The verses in it say and say:

‘The ones who living come today

To read the stones and go away

Tomorrow dead will come to stay.’

 

So sure of death the marbles rhyme,

Yet can’t help marking all the time

How no one dead will seem to come.

What is it men are shrinking from?

 

It would be easy to be clever

And tell the stones: Men hate to die

And have stopped dying now forever.

I think they would believe the lie.

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4 comments on “Robert Frost: In a Disused Graveyard

  1. Patricia A. Nugent
    October 31, 2021

    My favorite poet….besides all of you, of course.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Barbara Huntington
    October 31, 2021

    Damn I enjoy Robert Frost.

    Liked by 1 person

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