Robert Frost

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

A Late Walk - Poem by Robert Frost

When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.

And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words

A tree beside the wall stands bare,
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down.

I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you.


Comments about A Late Walk by Robert Frost

  • Nicole Settimi (10/31/2018 9:29:00 AM)


    'The whir of sober birds
    Up from the tangle of withered weeds
    Is sadder than any words'

    - Gorgeous.
    Xx
    NDS
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  • (10/29/2018 5:11:00 PM)


    Robert Frost is one of the best poets in the world! ! Please Like! (Report) Reply

  • (10/11/2018 8:37:00 AM)


    Robert Frost died in 1963 at the age of 88 (Report) Reply

  • (10/11/2018 8:36:00 AM)


    I love this poem by robert frost (Report) Reply

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  • (8/17/2018 5:04:00 PM)


    Nice with adding rhymeing words and the other ones that have the sa, e letter at the start beautiful (Report) Reply

  • (8/17/2018 5:02:00 PM)


    I am doing a poem for school to share to the class and I am doing this one (Report) Reply

  • (6/10/2018 3:20:00 AM)


    hey! i am priti i like your poem this poem is talking about Late Walk this poem is so beautiful & I love this poem.
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  • (6/3/2018 6:33:00 AM)


    Beautiful poem (Report) Reply

  • (6/2/2018 11:41:00 AM)


    Like lika a sir (Report) Reply

  • (5/23/2018 6:25:00 AM)


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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (4/30/2018 6:47:00 AM)


    By picking the faded blue
    Of the last remaining aster flower
    To carry again to you. a great poem from a great poet Robert Frost. whom we studied in the Literature classes.. tony
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  • (4/14/2018 9:48:00 PM)


    But a leaf that lingered brown,
    Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
    Comes softly rattling down.
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  • Susan Williams (4/14/2018 4:38:00 PM)


    Don't you just love it when the author takes you by the power of his descriptive pen into the world he is creating and you feel the change of the season in the air and a nostalgia for things now in the past? (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (4/14/2018 7:08:00 AM)


    Beautiful poem with touching expression. Graeat write by great poet. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (4/14/2018 3:45:00 AM)


    My going forth! !

    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (4/14/2018 3:40:00 AM)


    A nice poem by the great philosophical port. (Report) Reply

  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (4/14/2018 1:33:00 AM)


    A tree beside the wall stands bare,
    But a leaf that lingered brown,
    Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
    Comes softly rattling down.

    A wonderful imagery that is beautifully expressed by this great poet.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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