Robert Frost, the iconic American poet, enchanted readers with his lyrical verses and profound insights into the human experience. With poems like "The Road Not Taken" and "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening," Frost explored themes of nature, identity, and mortality, leaving an enduring legacy that continues to inspire and resonate with audiences worldwide.
"Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up."
"Never ask of money spent Where the spender thinks it went. Nobody was ever meant To remember or invent What he did with every cent."
"Fragmentary BlueWhy make so much of fragmentary blueIn here and there a bird, or butterfly,Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)--Though some savants make earth include the sky;And blue so far above us comes so high,It only gives our wish for blue a whet."
"I've given offense by saying I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down."
"The farm is a base of operations"a stronghold. You can withdraw into yourself there. Solitude for reflection is an essential ingredient in self-development. I think a person has to be withdrawn into himself to gather inspiration so that he is somebody when he comes out again among folks"when he "comes to market' with himself. He learns that he's got to be almost wastefully alone."
"I would not come in.I meant not even if asked,And I hadn't been."
"I never dared be radical when young For fear it would make me conservative when old."
"The father is always a Republican toward his son, and his mother's always a Democrat."
"The way a crowShook down on meThe dust of snowFrom a hemlock treeHas given my heartA change of moodAnd saved some partOf a day I had rued."
"When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloudAnd goes down burning into the gulf below,No voice in nature is heard to cry aloudAt what has happened. Birds, at least must knowIt is the change to darkness in the sky.Murmuring something quiet in her breast,One bird begins to close a faded eye;Or overtaken too far from his nest,Hurrying low above the grove, some waifSwoops just in time to his remembered tree.At most he thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe!Now let the night be dark for all of me.Let the night be too dark for me to seeInto the future. Let what will be, be."
"Fireflies in the GardenBy Robert Frost 1874"1963 Here come real stars to fill the upper skies, And here on earth come emulating flies, That though they never equal stars in size, (And they were never really stars at heart) Achieve at times a very star-like start. Only, of course, they can't sustain the part."
"You've got to be brave and you've got to be bold. Brave enough to take your chance on your own discrimination - what's right and what's wrong what's good and what's bad."
"Families break up when they get hints you don't intend and miss hints that you do."
"More than once I should have lost my soul to radicalism if it had been the originality it was mistaken for by its young converts."
"I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering."
