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Robert Frost

In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on. ~Robert Frost

About Me

All poems will be posted on Robert Frost's Blog

This is a tribute to
Robert Frost
(1874-1963)

a great man, teacher, & poet

There will be poems written by
Robert Frost on this profile via blogs.
Everyone is welcome to leave comments.

Feel free to either
compliment
or
bash
his work.

Thank you.

My Interests

"Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat."
~~Robert Frost

I'd like to meet:

A Little Bio -Robert Frost was born on March 26th, 1874 in San Francisco, CA

-He was names after the Confederate General Robert E. Lee

-When he was small, Frost insisted he had the gift of "second hearing" & "second sight"

-Robert was so nervous about school growing up, he dropped out in 2nd grade, and later returned for high school

-Two of his children had past away while still very young; Elliot & Elinor

-In 1963, he was rewarded the Bolligen Prize for Poetry

-Robert Frost died January 29th, 1963...his ashes rest in Old Bennington, Vermont

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My Blog

The Lockless Door

The Lockless DoorBy Robert Frost It went many years,But at last came a knock,And I though of the doorWith no lock to lock.I blew out the light,I tip-toed the floor,And raised both handsIn prayer to th...
Posted by Robert Frost on Fri, 01 Sep 2006 05:35:00 PST

Revelation

RevelationBy Robert FrostWe make ourselves a place apartBehind light words that tease and flout,But oh, the agitated heartTill someone really find us out.'Tis pity if the case require(Or so we say) th...
Posted by Robert Frost on Fri, 11 Aug 2006 05:52:00 PST

The Road Not Taken

The Road Not TakenBy Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the und...
Posted by Robert Frost on Tue, 08 Aug 2006 10:37:00 PST

Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening By Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village though;He will not see me stopping hereTo watch his woods fill up with snow.My lit...
Posted by Robert Frost on Tue, 08 Aug 2006 10:33:00 PST