Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Poems

If you see a poem only with title, it is listed that way because of copyright reasons.
161. Dust Of Snow 1/3/2003
162. "In White": Frost's Early Version Of Design 1/13/2003
163. Tree At My Window 1/3/2003
164. The Secret Sits 1/3/2003
165. Fireflies In The Garden 1/3/2003
166. Desert Places 1/3/2003
167. The Silken Tent 1/3/2003
168. Bereft 1/3/2003
169. A Line-Storm Song 1/3/2003
170. A Considerable Speck 1/3/2003
171. An Old Man's Winter Night 1/3/2003
172. A Cliff Dwelling 1/3/2003
173. After Apple Picking 1/3/2003
174. A Brook In The City 1/13/2003
175. A Patch Of Old Snow 1/3/2003
176. Mending Wall 1/3/2003
177. Birches 1/3/2003
178. A Boundless Moment 1/13/2003
179. Asking For Roses 1/3/2003
180. A Time To Talk 1/3/2003
181. The Rose Family 1/3/2003
182. A Prayer In Spring 1/3/2003
183. A Soldier 1/13/2003
184. A Minor Bird 1/13/2003
185. Acquainted With The Night 1/3/2003
186. A Question 1/3/2003
187. A Late Walk 1/3/2003
188. Nothing Gold Can Stay 1/3/2003
189. Fire And Ice 1/3/2003
190. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening 1/3/2003
191. The Road Not Taken 1/3/2003

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Best Poem of Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come ...

Read the full of The Road Not Taken

Come In

As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music -- hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.

Too dark in the woods for a bird
By sleight of wing
To better its perch for the night,
Though it still could sing.

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