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ISBN:	0805005013 (ISBN13: 9780805005011)
Edition Language:	English
Literary Awards:	Pulitzer Prize for Poetry (1931)

The Poetry of Robert Frost Paperback | Pages: 607 pages

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Title	:	The Poetry of Robert Frost
Author	:	Robert Frost
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	Anniversary Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 607 pages
Published	:	March 15th 1979 by Henry Holt & Company (first published 1930)
Categories	:	Poetry. Classics. Fiction. Literature. American. 20th Century. Academic. School

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Robert Frost is the Thomas Kinkade of poetry.

recommended by the school librarian! :) who, by the way, miraculously didnt comment on my library cards status as DELINQUENT for not returning books in time. DevotionThe heart can think of no devotionGreater than being shore to the oceanHolding the curve of one position,Counting an endless repetition. "man," my creative writing teacher said as she flipped through the pages of my copy, "Robert Frost must have written a poem for every day of his life." she placed it back on the table. "and yet

My November Guest My Sorrow, when she's here with me,Thinks these dark days of autumn rainAre beautiful as days can be;She loves the bare, the withered tree;She walks the sodden pasture lane.Her pleasure will not let me stay.She talks and I am fain to list:She's glad the birds are gone away,She's glad her simple worsted greyIs silver now with clinging mist.The desolate, deserted trees,The faded earth, the heavy sky,The beauties she so truly sees,She thinks I have no eye for these,And vexes me

There were a few poems I enjoyed in this collection, but I think, on the whole, Robert Frosts style of poetry is not my cup of tea.

If you like poetry don't miss this!

An anthology of Frost's best poems. My favorite among all:In A Disused GraveyardThe living come with grassy treadTo read the gravestones on the hill;The graveyard draws the living still,But never anymore the dead.The verses in it say and say:The ones who living come todayTo read the stones and go awayTomorrow dead will come to stay.So sure of death the marbles rhyme,Yet cant help marking all the timeHow no one dead will seem to come.What is it men are shrinking from?It would be easy to be clever

It's not that I have a favourite Robert Frost poem -- he's not that kind of fellow. Yes, there are many "quotable quotes" that people bandy about; but again, he's not that kind of fellow. I dip into this collection again and again, when I want the world to slow down a little, and I just want to dream away a few hours, an afternoon. These are especially good on snowy, blustery, mid-winter afternoons when there is nothing to do, and nowhere to go. And in the evening, you stop by a wood, ...