Now Close The Windows Poem by Robert Frost

Now Close The Windows

Rating: 3.3

Now close the windows and hush all the fields:
If the trees must, let them silently toss;
No bird is singing now, and if there is,
Be it my loss.

It will be long ere the marshes resume,
I will be long ere the earliest bird:
So close the windows and not hear the wind,
But see all wind-stirred.

Now Close The Windows
Susan Williams 10 October 2015

Hush- the Master Poet is speaking and oh how his voice resonnates

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Andrew Hoellering 04 January 2010

The poem describes how much is lost to the poet by the simple act of closing the window, but as so often when one loses one source of happiness, another remains. (Line six incidentally should read, ‘It will be long ere the earliest bird.’)

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Stephen W 05 July 2013

It's about Autumn. He closes the window as it's getting cold.

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Mark Arvizu 22 April 2015

Time to hear other sounds......

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ye boi 14 February 2018

this poem is trash dog

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golden boy 03 March 2020

hahahahahaah so funny 😑

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Andrew 31 January 2020

This is good poetry.

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Your Homeboy 21 January 2020

This poem is bad. Like guys, let’s be honest.

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upendra majhi 14 April 2019

He had a genius mind.I have seen a strange joy visits me when I see wind-stirred branches without feeling th ewind.

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Bernard Kennedy 29 March 2018

such observance on nature.

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