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. Return 1/3/2003
6. Squash In Blossom 1/3/2003
7. Thoreau In Italy 1/3/2003
8. Fair And Unfair 1/13/2003
9. Encounter 1/3/2003
10. On A Theme By Frost 1/3/2003
11. Sheep 1/3/2003
12. Hallelujah: A Sestina 1/3/2003
13. Waxwings 1/13/2003
14. Silent Poem 1/3/2003
15. The Bulldozer 1/3/2003
16. Glass 1/3/2003
17. Symbol 1/3/2003
18. Paper Men To Air Hopes And Fears 1/3/2003
19. Catch 1/3/2003
20. Farm Boy After Summer 1/3/2003
21. Summons 1/3/2003
22. Blue Winter 1/3/2003

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Best Poem of Robert Francis

Blue Winter

Winter uses all the blues there are.
One shade of blue for water, one for ice,
Another blue for shadows over snow.
The clear or cloudy sky uses blue twice-
Both different blues. And hills row after row
Are colored blue according to how far.
You know the bluejay's double-blur device
Shows best when there are no green leaves to show.
And Sirius is a winterbluegreen star.

Read the full of Blue Winter


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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