Robert Frost

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

For Once, Then, Something - Poem by Robert Frost

Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs
Always wrong to the light, so never seeing
Deeper down in the well than where the water
Gives me back in a shining surface picture
Me myself in the summer heaven godlike
Looking out of a wreath of fern and cloud puffs.
Once, when trying with chin against a well-curb,
I discerned, as I thought, beyond the picture,
Through the picture, a something white, uncertain,
Something more of the depths--and then I lost it.
Water came to rebuke the too clear water.
One drop fell from a fern, and lo, a ripple
Shook whatever it was lay there at bottom,
Blurred it, blotted it out. What was that whiteness?
Truth? A pebble of quartz? For once, then, something.


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    Wow! an interesting and surprising write..his curiosity knows no bounds..fabulous! . :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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