Robert Frost

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

A Peck of Gold - Poem by Robert Frost

Dust always blowing about the town,
Except when sea-fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children told
Some of the blowing dust was gold.

All the dust the wind blew high
Appeared like god in the sunset sky,
But I was one of the children told
Some of the dust was really gold.

Such was life in the Golden Gate:
Gold dusted all we drank and ate,
And I was one of the children told,
'We all must eat our peck of gold.'


Comments about A Peck of Gold by Robert Frost

  • Chinedu Dike (5/17/2018 7:26:00 PM)


    A beautiful creation embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm. (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Williams (5/17/2018 2:03:00 PM)


    I was surprised that Robert Frost had written this... at first. Then I realized I was more accustomed to his poetry that was from an older man's point of view, usually set in a rural setting- -this was from his childhood and from the point of view of a man looking back at his childhood and finding moments of innocence that might have brought a whimsical smile to his face. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (5/17/2018 12:07:00 PM)


    Life in the Golden Gate! !

    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (5/17/2018 9:17:00 AM)


    All the dust the wind blew high
    Appeared like god in the sunset sky, ........well imaginative expression. Beautiful poem.
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  • Perdita Young (5/17/2018 7:23:00 AM)


    Such was life in the Golden Gate:
    Gold dusted all we drank and ate,
    -
    There is always a kind of loss for whatever gains we get... We don't mind the air pollution when we badly need the material things in life. A very impressive poem by the well-known R.Frost.
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  • Britte Ninad (5/17/2018 5:07:00 AM)


    Like to quote -

    All the dust the wind blew high
    Appeared like god in the sunset sky,
    But I was one of the children told
    Some of the dust was really gold.
    (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (5/17/2018 1:41:00 AM)


    Such a great poem by Robert Frost👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (5/17/2018 1:03:00 AM)


    Overall, this poem is just a speck of dust. The winds of time have already blown it away. (Report) Reply

  • (3/29/2018 2:43:00 AM)


    Robert Frost was a great person who had been writing ✍️ poems from his childhood. I love his poems (Report) Reply

  • (2/1/2018 5:31:00 PM)


    it is a great poem I had to memorize it for school it had a beautiful stanza (Report) Reply

  • Anne Yun (5/25/2016 4:46:00 AM)


    it seems like everthing can be the beauty of life in a poet's eyes. (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (4/5/2016 11:08:00 PM)


    wow, what a nice little poem!
    Why did I read it so late in my life?
    Why not when I was in my school days? ?
    Thanks dear poet.
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  • (2/28/2016 4:09:00 PM)


    A poem about making light of dire conditions. (Report) Reply

  • (2/15/2016 10:30:00 AM)


    ............a wonderful poem with such amazing lines ★ All the dust the wind blew high
    Appeared like god in the sunset sky,
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 14, 2016



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