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Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

A Patch of Old Snow


There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
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  • Malte Mathies Løcke (9/18/2013 4:16:00 PM)

    To me this poem is about how we can never fully conceive the world, we live in. To me the news paper is the things that happen around us, but we do not take notice of. (Report) Reply

  • Dia Jk (6/7/2013 1:03:00 PM)

    I think the old snow stands for an old regret/sorrow, something that happened long ago. Maybe inconsequential things (rain and wind) reminded him about it. It is covered with grime, showing that it's old and it doesn't matter any more (a trampled memory?) . (Report) Reply

  • Stephen W (2/7/2013 6:24:00 PM)

    I think it's an old newspaper. The poem is about the inconsequentiality of news, which we read eagerly only if it is current. 'Who wants yesterday's paper? ' is a Rolling Stones song which comments on the same topic (and on others) . (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (10/25/2012 10:18:00 PM)

    I see how this poem can confuse someone..but the
    title says it was a patch of old snow, as does
    the first line..this is how I see it.. :) (Report) Reply

  • Janna Kepley (6/3/2012 9:11:00 PM)

    Andrew, you misunderstood! It really IS old snow, flecked with bits of blown dirt to make it /look/ like an old newspaper. He should have guessed is a turn of phrase common in early 20th C speech. The last two lines remind me of when I was a child: NO fresh patch of snow could be left unsquashed; but if you did miss some it would become 'dirty snow', as speckled as described. To Frost, that news is a day forgotten or unread; possibly: a regret that he didn't play in the snow. (wink) (Report) Reply

  • Andrew Hoellering (2/24/2009 3:40:00 PM)

    A sketch of a misplaced impression.What appears as snow is in fact a piece of newsprint overlaid with grime. Like today's news, it too will soon pass into nothingness.Shades here of a far greater Frost poem:

    Nature's first green is gold,
    Her hardest hue to hold.
    Her early leaf's a flower;
    But only so an hour.
    Then leaf subsides to leaf.
    So Eden sank to grief;
    So dawn goes down to day.
    Nothing gold can stay. (Report) Reply

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