Robert Frost

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

The Aim Was Song - Poem by Robert Frost

Before man to blow to right
The wind once blew itself untaught,
And did its loudest day and night
In any rough place where it caught.

Man came to tell it what was wrong:
It hadn't found the place to blow;
It blew too hard - the aim was song.
And listen - how it ought to go!

He took a little in his mouth,
And held it long enough for north
To be converted into south,
And then by measure blew it forth.

By measure. It was word and note,
The wind the wind had meant to be -
A little through the lips and throat.
The aim was song - the wind could see.


Comments about The Aim Was Song by Robert Frost

  • Rookie Gary Zmolek (3/26/2014 11:53:00 AM)

    The poem is misquoted. The first line should read: Before man came to blow it right The line as typed makes no sense. Also, the original poem had every other line indented 5 spaces. It should appear that way. Hopefully this will be corrected. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Alex Cantrell (5/7/2012 10:43:00 AM)

    What is this about.. a blowjob, what the hell! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kory Beach (5/20/2008 5:41:00 PM)

    brilliant idea, brilliantly written (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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