Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

October

O hushed October morning mild,Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,Should waste them all.The crows above the forest..

© Robert Frost

Home Burial

He saw her from the bottom of the stairsBefore she saw him. She was starting down,Looking back over her shoulder at some fear.She took a doubtful..

© Robert Frost

Going For Water

The well was dry beside the door,And so we went with pail and canAcross the fields behind the houseTo seek the brook if still it ran;Not loth to have..

© Robert Frost

The Gift Outright

The land was ours before we were the land's.She was our land more than a hundred yearsBefore we were her people. She was oursIn Massachusetts, in..

© Robert Frost

Once By The Pacific

The shattered water made a misty din.Great waves looked over others coming in,And thought of doing something to the shoreThat water never did to land..

© Robert Frost

Stars

How countlessly they congregateO'er our tumultuous snow,Which flows in shapes as tall as treesWhen wintry winds do blow!--As if with keenness for our..

© Robert Frost

Gathering Leaves

Spades take up leavesNo better than spoons,And bags full of leavesAre light as balloons.I make a great noiseOf rustling all dayLike rabbit and..

© Robert Frost

Bond And Free

Love has earth to which she clingsWith hills and circling arms about-Wall within wall to shut fear out.But Thought has need of no such things,For..

© Robert Frost

Carpe Diem

Age saw two quiet childrenGo loving by at twilight,He knew not whether homeward,Or outward from the village,Or (chimes were ringing) churchward,He..

© Robert Frost

Out, Out

The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yardAnd made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across..

© Robert Frost

Ghost House

I dwell in a lonely house I knowThat vanished many a summer ago,And left no trace but the cellar walls,And a cellar in which the daylight falls,And..

© Robert Frost

Evening In A Sugar Orchard

From where I lingered in a lull in Marchoutside the sugar-house one night for choice,I called the fireman with a careful voiceAnd bade him leave the..

© Robert Frost

Carpe Diem

Age saw two quiet childrenGo loving by at twilight,He knew not whether homeward,Or outward from the village,Or (chimes were ringing) churchward,He..

© Robert Frost

But Outer Space

But outer Space,At least this far,For all the fussOf the populaceStays more popularThan populous

© Robert Frost

Design

I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,On a white heal-all, holding up a mothLike a white piece of rigid satin cloth --Assorted characters of death..

© Robert Frost

A Dream Pang

I had withdrawn in forest, and my songWas swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;And to the forest edge you came one day(This was my dream) and..

© Robert Frost

Devotion

The heart can think of no devotionGreater than being shore to ocean -Holding the curve of one position,Counting an endless repetition.

© Robert Frost

The Secret Sits

We dance round in a ring and suppose,But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.

© Robert Frost

Fireflies In The Garden

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..

© Robert Frost

Dust Of Snow

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.

© Robert Frost

A Line-Storm Song

The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift,The road is forlorn all day,Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift,And the hoof-prints vanish away.The..

© Robert Frost

An Old Man's Winter Night

All out of doors looked darkly in at himThrough the thin frost, almost in separate stars,That gathers on the pane in empty rooms.What kept his eyes..

© Robert Frost

Come In

As I came to the edge of the woods,Thrush music - hark!Now if it was dusk outside,Inside it was dark.Too dark in the woods for a birdBy sleight of..

© Robert Frost

Tree At My Window

Tree at my window, window tree,My sash is lowered when night comes on;But let there never be curtain drawnBetween you and me.Vague dream head lifted..

© Robert Frost

A Considerable Speck

(Microscopic)A speck that would have been beneath my sightOn any but a paper sheet so whiteSet off across what I had written there.And I had idly..

© Robert Frost