Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Poems of Robert Frost

If you see a poem only with title, it is listed that way because of copyright reasons.
21. Birches 1/3/2003
22. Blueberries 3/29/2010
23. Bond And Free 1/13/2003
24. But outer Space 1/3/2003
25. Canis Major 3/29/2010
26. Carpe Diem 3/29/2010
27. Christmas Trees 3/29/2010
28. Come In 1/3/2003
29. Departmental 3/29/2010
30. Desert Places 1/3/2003
31. Design 1/3/2003
32. Devotion 1/3/2003
33. Dust of Snow 1/3/2003
34. Evening In A Sugar Orchard 1/13/2003
35. Fire and Ice 1/3/2003
36. Fireflies in the Garden 1/3/2003
37. Flower-Gathering 1/13/2003
38. For Once, Then, Something 1/3/2003
39. Fragmentary Blue 1/13/2003
40. Gathering Leaves 1/13/2003

A Time to Talk

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall

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