Poems by Robert Frost
A Minor Bird
... And of course there must be something wrong ...
Christmas Trees
... We climbed the pasture on the south, crossed over, ...
Provide, Provide
... Was once the beauty Abishag,The picture pride of Hollywood ...
The Oven Bird
... He says that leaves are old and that for flowers ...
The Runaway
... Once when the snow of the year was beginning to fall, ...
A Patch of Old Snow
... There's a patch of old snow in a corner ...
A Peck of Gold
... Appeared like god in the sunset sky, ...
But Outer Space
... Stays more popular ...
One Step Backward Taken
... Then the rain stopped and the blowing, ...
Reluctance
... And the dead leaves lie huddled and still, ...
The Last Word of a Blue Bird
... That the north wind last night ...
Two Look at Two
... Then, as if they were something that, though strange, ...
What Fifty Said
... What can't be molded must be cracked and sprung ...
Acceptance
... When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud ...
Canis Major
... That romps through the dark ...
