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larryhammerFor Poetry Monday, back again to Frost:
Desert Places, Robert Frost
Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
In a field I looked into going past,
And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.
The woods around it have it—it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.
And lonely as it is, that loneliness
Will be more lonely ere it will be less—
A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
With no expression, nothing to express.
They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars—on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.
Written in 1933 and collected in A Further Range. I want to sit this one down on a porch next to “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” (1922) and listen to their conversation.
---L.
Subject quote from Cobra (Rock Remix), Megan Thee Stallion feat. Spiritbox.
Desert Places, Robert Frost
Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
In a field I looked into going past,
And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.
The woods around it have it—it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.
And lonely as it is, that loneliness
Will be more lonely ere it will be less—
A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
With no expression, nothing to express.
They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars—on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.
Written in 1933 and collected in A Further Range. I want to sit this one down on a porch next to “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” (1922) and listen to their conversation.
---L.
Subject quote from Cobra (Rock Remix), Megan Thee Stallion feat. Spiritbox.