Robert Francis

(August 12, 1901 - July 13, 1987 / Pennsylvania / United States)

Robert Francis Poems

1. Part for the Whole 10/9/2015
2. The Base Stealer 4/27/2015
3. New England Mind 1/3/2003
4. In Memoriam: Four Poets 1/3/2003
5. Encounter 1/3/2003
6. Return 1/3/2003
7. Fair And Unfair 1/13/2003
8. Thoreau In Italy 1/3/2003
9. Squash In Blossom 1/3/2003
10. On A Theme By Frost 1/3/2003
11. Sheep 1/3/2003
12. Silent Poem 1/3/2003
13. Hallelujah: A Sestina 1/3/2003
14. Waxwings 1/13/2003
15. Glass 1/3/2003
16. Farm Boy After Summer 1/3/2003
17. The Bulldozer 1/3/2003
18. Paper Men To Air Hopes And Fears 1/3/2003
19. Symbol 1/3/2003
20. Blue Winter 1/3/2003
21. Catch 1/3/2003
22. Summons 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Robert Francis


Keep me from going to sleep too soon
Or if I go to sleep too soon
Come wake me up. Come any hour
Of night. Come whistling up the road.
Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door.
Make me get out of bed and come
And let you in and light a light.
Tell me the northern lights are on
And make me look. Or tell me clouds
Are doing something to the moon
They never did before, and show me.
See that I see. Talk to me till
I'm half as wide awake as you
And start to dress wondering why
I ever went to bed at all.
Tell me the walking is superb.
Not only tell me but ...

Read the full of Summons


The winter apples have been picked, the garden turned.
Rain and wind have picked the maple leaves and gone.
The last of them now bank the house or have been burned.
None are left upon the trees or on the lawn.

Green and tall as ever it grew in spring the grass
Grows not too tall, will not be cut again this year.
Geraniums in bloom behind the windowglass
Are safe. Fall has fallen yet winter is not yet here.

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