Thursday, August 11, 2011

On Looking at a Photo of Robert Frost

  

 On Looking at a Photo of Robert Frost

Who would have thought
     that Frost,

who looks
      in all the books

like some grand father,

 who cleaned the spring
      in spring

and stopped in winter woods --

who, looking at this white-haired
     gentle man
        
would ever think
     that he,

 who knew that walls
     can't stand,

but built them anyway,

this white haired gentle man --

who would have thought
      that even he,

would be acquainted
     with the night

like me?

 
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14 comments:

  1. The UnknowngnomeAugust 12, 2011 at 3:13 AM

    Very nice.

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  2. IreAugust 12, 2011 at 5:38 AM

    Nice one! I love the template, it compliments the post on Frost :)

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  3. DianneAugust 12, 2011 at 9:32 AM

    Ah, I have been away from blogs for awhile. But you pull me in firmly and surprisingly. I love the Mary Oliver quote. I get to see her here in Oct. And the Frost poem, the tension and the simple single word....night! Perfect.
    Love your work, Karen,
    Dianne

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  4. Dave KingAugust 12, 2011 at 9:43 AM

    Beautifully wrought. Loved the build up - and even more the denouement!!

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  5. Maude LynnAugust 12, 2011 at 11:27 AM

    Marvelous write! I like the structure.

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  6. Rachel FoxAugust 13, 2011 at 3:40 AM

    I never knew a grandfather... and maybe took Frost as mine I think. Enjoyed this.
    x

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  7. Dr. Cheryl CarvajalAugust 13, 2011 at 7:40 AM

    Or that he would have ridden the birches down, down, down, until they drooped forever...

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  8. Brian MillerAugust 13, 2011 at 8:58 AM

    nice...gentle verse, easy on the tongue...nice structure and flow...

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  9. KarenAugust 13, 2011 at 11:00 AM

    Gnome- Thank you!

    Nikita - thanks! The template suits my spirit, too. Maybe that's why I love Robert Frost so much.

    Dianne - I've been away, too. I'd love to see Mary Oliver! Such talent, such a way of seeing the world! Thanks for your kind words on my pitiful pittance.

    Dave - Thank you! I've missed reading you and am always gratified when I do.

    Mama - Welcome, and thank you!

    Rachel - nor did I, but what a surrogate!

    Shakespeare - I love that one! What a wonderful story is there!

    Brian - thanks so much.

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  10. Enchanted OakAugust 15, 2011 at 12:20 AM

    I loved this. This is your "evening" piece for the Poetry Jam. Hope you don't mind if I put in a new link for you there.

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  11. HelenAugust 15, 2011 at 12:28 PM

    One of my favorite this week ...
    my great-grandfather looked a bit like Mr. Frost!!

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  12. HopeUnbrokenAugust 16, 2011 at 6:33 AM

    i really like this! kept me wondering where you were going, right to the end.

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  13. the walking manAugust 16, 2011 at 11:11 AM

    Carl Sandburg....knew all of that about Robert Frost and didn't care for him anyway.

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  14. Shah WhartonAugust 19, 2011 at 12:16 AM

    Hi - This is a lovely ode to Frost. The pace and build were clever and I loved the last few lines.

    Here from Poetry Jam Shah. x

    http://wordsinsync.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-creation-blog-hop-plus-poem_19.html

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