Stars Poem by Robert Frost


Rating: 3.7

How countlessly they congregate
O'er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow!--

As if with keenness for our fate,
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn,--

And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those stars like some snow-white
Minerva's snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.

Dawn Fuzan 14 May 2014

Robert This is an interesting piece of poetry keep it up.

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* Sunprincess * 05 June 2014

........a wonderful poem.....would love to see millions of stars on a cloudless night....enjoyed...

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Reshma Elza Ulahannan 27 March 2016

snow, blow! - fate, rest on, dawn, nice rhyme scheme ababab....

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Manonton Dalan 14 December 2015

am still searching for those stars at night they're rarity here...nice

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Alem Hailu G/kristos 16 December 2015

It describes the nocturnal sky.I like this poet!

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Madeline Quinner 20 July 2021

Frost was truly one of the best.

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Madeline Quinner 20 July 2021

Frost was truly on of the best

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Wesley Willis 21 July 2020

Frost was one of the best, and one of my favorite.

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Sairaj das 25 August 2018

It is true that our life is a beautifully ugly sorrowful forest

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 05 October 2017

The white marble eyes of the Goddess of love, Minerva, Nice poem shared.

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