In Hardwood Groves

23 03 2013

The same leaves over and over again!
They fall from giving shade above
To make one texture of faded brown
And fit the earth like a leather glove.

Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed.

They must be pierced by flowers and put
Beneath the feet of dancing flowers.
However it is in some other world
I know that this is way in ours.

Robert Frost






2 responses

23 03 2013
Heidi Viars

love Robert Frost! Thank you!

23 03 2013
D. Raymond-Wryhte

You’re welcome. I’m tapping into public domain collection that measures only about a sixth or fifth of Frost’s work. There is much more that was published in 1923 and later.

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