Robert Frost

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

In Hardwood Groves


The same leaves over and over again! They fall from giving shade above To make one texture of faded brown And fit the earth like a leather glove. Before the leaves can mount again To fill the trees with another shade, They must go down past things coming up. They must go down into the dark decayed. They must be pierced by flowers and put Beneath the feet of dancing flowers. However it is in some other world I know that this is way in ours.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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  • Rookie - 59 Points Brian Jani (4/26/2014 3:51:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 369 Points Stephen W (4/16/2013 4:18:00 PM)

    Thanks to Andrew Hoellering for presenting it properly. An excellent poem indeed. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 13,881 Points * Sunprincess * (10/27/2012 12:16:00 PM)

    wow a very visual poem love the images
    of leaves falling and the piercing of flowers
    with the celebration of the dance..fabulous! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Andrew Hoellering (6/8/2009 12:38:00 PM)

    So excellent a poem deserves to be set out as Frost wrote it:

    The same leaves over and over again
    They fall from giving shade above
    To make one texture of faded brown
    And fit the earth like a leather glove

    Before the leaves can mount again
    To fill the trees with another shade
    They must go down past things coming up
    They must go down into the dark decayed

    They must be pierced by flowers and put
    Beneath the feet of dancing flowers.
    However it is in some other world
    I know that this is the way in ours.

    The paucity of end-stopped lines emphasises the continuity of the cyclical process Frost is describing.

    Another wonderful poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Danzen D. (12/8/2008 7:54:00 AM)

    'The Child is Father to Man'...To share knowledge to the younger. To sacrifice parts of life to help in developing the skills of the young learners..Very observant, it is the way in ours. (Report) Reply

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