Louis B. Jones pens a great essay on Robert Frost, which thankfully The Threepenny Review puts on-line. Here are two gems from it, set together: It seldom occurs to me, frankly, to contemplate any of the thirteen ways of looking at a blackbird; nor could I recite from memory more than a few lines of “Four Quartets,”Continue reading “Two roads diverged in a wood: Robert Frost”
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Snow falling and night falling oh so fast…in Yosemite
From the Yosemite Ranger's lovely Twitter feed. A picture: And a poem… Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fastIn 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.IContinue reading “Snow falling and night falling oh so fast…in Yosemite”
Kit Stolz 