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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.
| 121. | The Trial By Existence | 1/13/2003 |
| 122. | The Tuft of Flowers | 1/3/2003 |
| 123. | The Vanishing Red | 1/13/2003 |
| 124. | The Vantage Point | 1/13/2003 |
| 125. | The Wood-Pile | 1/3/2003 |
| 126. | They Were Welcome To Their Belief | 1/3/2003 |
| 127. | To E.T. | 1/3/2003 |
| 128. | To Earthward | 1/3/2003 |
| 129. | To The Thawing Wind | 1/13/2003 |
| 130. | Tree at my Window | 1/3/2003 |
| 131. | Two Look at Two | 1/3/2003 |
| 132. | Two Tramps in Mud Time | 1/3/2003 |
| 133. | Unharvested | 3/8/2011 |
| 134. | Waiting -- Afield At Dusk | 3/29/2010 |
| 135. | What Fifty Said.. | 3/29/2010 |
| 136. | Wind And Window Flower | 3/29/2010 |
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
