Aramak için en az iki harf yaz.
ABD'li bir şair. Yapıtlarındaki ilhamı New England eyaletinden almış, bu bölgeyi karmaşık sosyal ve felsefi temaları işlemek için kullanmıştır. Popüler ve çok atıf yapılan Frost, yaşamı boyunca defalarca onurlandırılmış, ve 4 Pulitzer Ödülü almıştır. Her ne kadar New England ile ilişkilendirilse de, Frost San Francisco'da doğmuştur. Annesi İskoç kökenli İsabelle Moodie'dir. Babası öldükten sonra, annesi ve kız kardeşi ile doğu Massachusetts'e taşınmıştır. Babası eskiden Öğretmenlik yapıyordu ama sonradan bir gazete muhabiri oldu. Darthmouth Üniversitesine gitti, Theta Delta Chi organizasyonuna katıldı ve birçok işte çalıştı. Fabrika işçiliği ve gazete dağıtıcılığı bu işlerden sadece birkaçıdır.
He halted in the wind, and - what was that Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost? He stood there bringing March against his thought, And yet too ready to believe the most.…
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The farmhouse lingers, though averse to square With the new city street it has to wear A number in. But what about the brook That held the house as in an elbow-crook?…
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud And goes down burning into the gulf below, No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud At what has happened. Birds, at least must know…
There sandy seems the golden sky And golden seems the sandy plain. No habitation meets the eye Unless in the horizon rim,…
(Microscopic) A speck that would have been beneath my sight On any but a paper sheet so white…
I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light.…
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway; And to the forest edge you came one day (This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,…
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people out to see it: And experts said that deep down in the mountain…
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still. And there's a barrel that I didn't fill Beside it, and there may be two or three…
A neighbor of mine in the village Likes to tell how one spring When she was a girl on the farm, she did A childlike thing.…
To think to know the country and now know The hillside on the day the sun lets go Ten million silver lizards out of snow! As often as I've seen it done before…
When I go up through the mowing field, The headless aftermath, Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew, Half closes the garden path.…
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift, The road is forlorn all day, Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift, And the hoof-prints vanish away.…
I have wished a bird would fly away, And not sing by my house all day; Have clapped my hands at him from the door…
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