Eagerly Awaiting Spring

Spring Pools, by Robert Frost 

These pools that, though in forests, still reflect
The total sky almost without defect,
And like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver,
Will like the flowers beside them soon be gone,
And yet not out by any brook or river,
But up by roots to bring dark foliage on.
The trees that have it in their pent-up buds
To darken nature and be summer woods—
Let them think twice before they use their powers
To blot out and drink up and sweep away
These flowery waters and these watery flowers
From snow that melted only yesterday.

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Author: northcountrygirl

brooklynite attempts to escape nyc. this blog is the story of the trails and tribulations of that journey. and other stuff.

3 thoughts on “Eagerly Awaiting Spring”

  1. please continue your study of frost. he has so much to offer. he’s seen by so many (perhaps most, unfortunately) as only the man who wrote of the fork in the wood, or the fence and friendship, or the poem you had to remember in 6th grade … but look deeper.

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