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ROBERT FROST

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FROST’S POEMS …..

  • Mending walls
  • Something there is that doesn't love a wall, �That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, �And spills the upper boulders in the sun, �And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.

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FROST’S FAMOUS POEM

  • 1.STOPPING BY THE WOODS

ON A SNOWY EVENING.

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  • The woods are lovely dark and deep

But I have promises to keep

And miles to go before I sleep

And miles to go before I sleep

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ROAD NOT TAKEN

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FROST’S INTERESTS

AN TRA1.HUMGEDIES

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2.COMPLEXITIES OF LIFE

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3.THE POOR & THE DEPRIVED

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  • LONELY

ROADSIDE STAND

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A ROADSIDE STAND

  • The little old house was out with a little new shed
  • In front at the edge of the road where the traffic sped
  • A roadside stand that too pathetically sped
  • It would not be fair to say for a dole of bread.
  • But for some of the money, the cash, whose flow supports
  • The flower of cities from sinking and withering faint.

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  • The polished traffic passed with a mind ahead.
  • Or if ever aside a moment, then out of sorts
  • At having the landscape marred with the artless paint
  • Of signs that with N turned wrong and S turned wrong

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  • Offered for sale wild berries in wooden quarts,
  • Or crook-necked golden squash with silver warts
  • Or beauty rest in a beautiful mountain scene,

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  • You have the money, but if you want to be mean,
  • Why keep your money( this crossly) and go along.

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  • The hurt to the scenery wouldn’t be my complaint
  • So much as the trusting sorrow of what is unsaid:

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  • Here far from the city we make our roadside stand
  • And ask for some city money to feel in hand
  • To try if it will not make our being expand
  • And give us the life of the moving pictures’ promise
  • That the party in power is said to be keeping from us.

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