He is truly a poet's poet. In his inimitable style, he transforms a delicate description of rural New England landscapes and everyday events into a deep revelation of our humanity. His work is delightful, inspiring and superb
Nice to feel with the poets
And carry their names...!
Through their stanzas
They have many souls
More than offspring...
They will seed and more...
As they exhale their thoughts
For us to Breathe In...!
A really Giant Poet.
He cannot accept the philosophy inside the Poetry as a base. He melt the philosophy or the world to express a understandable Poetry, for sure with philosophy colors or extracts, so a heavy but understandable Poetry.
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It's actually quite astounding how prolific of a writer this man was. I realize now that regardless of any rhyme scheme, any diction, any scene that I wish to incorporate: there's a good chance Frost has already used it.
I think that this poem means that the world could end in hate or it could just end on its own when the sun burns out like the hate some people have can be really bad and it could force them to blow up on the person that they hate that much or the ice means that they could just keep their cool and ignore the person that they have hate for but if the fire happens it could be really bad.