Treasure Island

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.
41. Ghost House 1/13/2003
42. God's Garden 3/29/2010
43. Going For Water 1/13/2003
44. Good-bye, and Keep Cold 1/3/2003
45. Hannibal 1/13/2003
46. Home Burial 1/13/2003
47. Hyla Brook 1/13/2003
48. In a Disused Graveyard 1/3/2003
49. In A Poem 1/20/2003
50. In A Vale 3/29/2010
51. In Equal Sacrifice 3/29/2010
52. In Hardwood Groves 1/13/2003
53. In Neglect 1/13/2003
54. In White 1/1/2004
55. Into My Own 1/13/2003
56. Iota Subscript 3/30/2010
57. Iris By Night 3/30/2010
58. Leaves Compared with Flowers 1/3/2003
59. Love And A Question 1/13/2003
60. Meeting And Passing 1/13/2003

After Apple Picking

My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still.
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples; I am drowsing off.
I cannot shake the shimmer from my sight

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