Robert Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)
Poems by Robert Frost : 87 / 136
Storm Fear
When the wind works against us in the dark,
And pelts with snow
The lowest chamber window on the east,
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I think this poem is really about the weather.
He lived on a farm in the US North East, having grown up in San Francisco, where such storms would have been unknown. The fear of being snowed in is very real.
The poem, to me, shows what type of fear srikes a person when a storm comes, and not being a sotrm as in weather, but inside the soul storm. Good job Robert :)
What are the preprations of a gentleman in the world of terrorism! Reveals straitly.