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Stopping at a Tim Hortons on Woods Ave on a snowy evening, I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
"NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY BY ROBERT FROST"Nature's first green is gold,
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
Her hardest hue to hold. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
#RobertFrost #NothingGoldCanStay #Poem #Nature #Photography #NaturePoem #NaturePhotography
Whose woods these are I think I know
#SilentSunday #RobertFrost
#bloomscrolling #fruit #orchard #pears #Iowa
The Seckel Pear tree is a couple of days away from blooming. (First blossoms last year were very early — March 31.)
The young leaves are just exiting the phase described by #RobertFrost:
“Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.”
Lost In Woods on a Snowy Evening
The famous poet Robert Frost was born #OTD in 1874. Visit the Grammaticus website and check out the following posts dedicated to him and his writings:
"A Prayer in Spring": https://grammaticus.blog/2023/05/10/a-prayer-in-spring-by-robert-frost/
Listening tips: The life and works of Robert Frost: https://grammaticus.blog/2024/03/06/listening-tips-robert-frost/
Book review: "Selected Poems of Robert Frost - Illustrated Edition:" https://grammaticus.blog/2024/03/27/selected-poems-of-robert-frost/
"October:" https://grammaticus.blog/2022/10/05/robert-frost-october/
Never tear down a fence until you know why it was raised.
-- Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with The Night Stalker.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
New England “roaring,” literary connection.
In the poem “November,”
#RobertFrost describes an autumn rainstorm; then he has a line:
We heard " 'Tis Over" roaring.
This line might be difficult to understand without the background information, as illustrated by your photos.
Full poem in a comment. This poem is, in my opinion, an under- appreciated commentary about priorities.
Frosty Wolves
Two wolves were fighting in my mind
And sorry I could not make them friends
To live the freedom of wolf-kind.
And thus confused I stood, resigned
To wait until their conflict ends.
One wolf, we’re told is dark despair;
The other one is hope and light.
Since yin and yang existed there
I, through reflection, became aware…
Perhaps there never was a fight?
In a false dilemma I’d been caught.
I had to purge the wolf-pretense –
A binary view that I’d been taught.
I broke my chains of polar thought
And that has made all the difference.
@cobweb As one born late in the Boom who has definitely *not* become conservative with age, I like to cite this quote from Robert Frost's poem “Ten Mills” (1936):
"PRECAUTION
I never dared be radical when young
For fear it would make me conservative when old"
I first read it when in my 20s and have tried to take it to heart.
#RobertFrost #Radical #Conservative #Poem #TenMills
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/articles/70308/robert-frost-selections
"Ray Embarkment in Basel in the Rain" by Alexandre Benois
Style: Post-Impressionism
Accompanied by "Jardins sous la pluie - Estampes" by Claude Debussy [http://youtu.be/w-1ERRRUM-c]
[“The rain to the wind said,
'You push and I'll pelt.'
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged--though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.” - Robert Frost]
Take a few minutes from your day to appreciate the woods, dark and deep:
...So I took the pie least trodden upon, and that made all the difference.
"I went into the hazel #wood because a fire was in my head," said the Irish poet, adjusting his round-rimmed glasses. "But I ended up wandering through hollow lands and hilly lands."
"Woods, eh? I went walking in a yellow one, myself," said the American poet. "My problem was which path to follow. I chose the less travelled one."
"Did you happen to pluck the silver apples of the moon or the golden apples of the sun?"
"'Fraid not."
Nobel Prize in Linguistic Sociology for - Fire and Ice: A Study of Political Syntax Waffling and Societal Equivocation
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
#OddNobelPrizeASongOrPoem #HashTagGames #Poetry
#RobertFrost #FireAndIce #Poet #Poem
