Video: Robert Frost reads “After Apple Picking” (text of poem included)
. After Apple Picking My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fill Beside it, and there may be two … Continue reading
September 17, 2017 · Leave a comment
Robert Frost: Acquainted with the Night
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
November 4, 2016 · 2 Comments
Arlene Weiner: An Oven Bird (with apologies to Robert Frost)
We’d eaten quite as much as we were able of the brown bird that stood mid-meal, mid-table. We’d carved and passed it. Some had taken seconds, and when we pushed … Continue reading
November 27, 2014 · Leave a comment
Jose Padua: Courtesy
While stopped at a light this afternoon the big black pickup truck beside me was playing something like Toby Keith while I was sitting in my minivan playing “Right Off” … Continue reading
November 1, 2014 · Leave a comment
