Poems by Robert Frost
The Objection To Being Stepped On
... The first tool I step on ...
Iota Subscript
... of the Greek. So small an I as an attention beggar ...
Not All There
... Originally appeared in the April 1936 issue of Poetry magazine ...
The Sound of Trees
... And that talks no less for knowing, ...
Waiting -- Afield At Dusk
... For whom these lines when they shall greet her eye ...
Carpe Diem
... The present Is too much for the senses, ...
The Impulse
... She strayed so far she scarcely heard ...
In White
... What brought the kindred spider to that height ...
The Secret Sits
... But the Secret sits in the middle and knows ...
Departmental
... And the nature of time and space, ...
Iris By Night
... (To keep the pots of gold from being found), ...
Spoils Of The Dead
... Did you not come flower-guided ...
The CodeHeroics
... Suddenly One helper, thrusting pitchfork in the ground, ...
The Axe-Helve
... but no more Than for himself, so placed he couldn't hope ...
The Oft-Repeated Dream
... Made the great tree seem as a little bird ...
