Robert Frost: Revelation
We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone find us really out.
Robert Frost: Reluctance
The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
Robert Frost: The Need of Being Versed in Country Things
Now the chimney was all of the house that stood,
Like a pistil after the petals go.
Wendy Cope: Flowers
Look, the flowers you nearly bought
Have lasted all this while.
John F. Kennedy: The Purpose of Poetry
In a 1963 eulogy for Robert Frost, John F. Kennedy described poetry as “the means of saving power from itself.”
Robert Frost: “Out, Out—”
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
Video: “The Tuft of Flowers” read by Robert Frost
. The Tuft of Flowers I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. The dew was gone that made his … Continue reading
