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Robert Frost

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

Two Tramps in Mud Time


Out of the mud two strangers came
And caught me splitting wood in the yard,
And one of them put me off my aim
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  • * Sunprincess * (3/18/2014 9:56:00 AM)

    .....love these two stanzas...truly a pleasure to read...
    The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
    You know how it is with an April day
    When the sun is out and the wind is still,
    You're one month on in the middle of May.
    But if you so much as dare to speak,
    A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
    A wind comes off a frozen peak,
    And you're two months back in the middle of March.

    A bluebird comes tenderly up to alight
    And turns to the wind to unruffle a plume,
    His song so pitched as not to excite
    A single flower as yet to bloom.
    It is snowing a flake; and he half knew
    Winter was only playing possum.
    Except in color he isn't blue,
    But he wouldn't advise a thing to blossom. (Report) Reply

  • Claire Thomas (4/13/2013 1:53:00 PM)

    Stanza three is amazing.Frost does it again with his understanding of nature, verse and the human spirit. (Report) Reply

  • Andrew Hoellering (10/25/2009 3:50:00 PM)

    Frost's aim in life is to combine what he loves to do with making a living -in his own life he moved from a vocation -teaching -to his avocation, writing poetry.
    No wonder he is such a great poet, combing great insights with the most subtle poetic technique. (Report) Reply

  • Jake Baskin (9/25/2008 7:03:00 PM)

    The last paragraph is why poetry is written: So that someday, someone can write something as beautiful and insightful. It has the two great Frost traits: The depths it reaches into the human spirit, and the almost excessive discussion of nature. (Report) Reply

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