A Dream Pang
by Robert Frost.
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
you shook your pensive head as who should say,
'I dare not -- too far in his footsteps stray --
He must seek me would he undo the wrong.'
Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all
behind low boughs the trees let down outside;
And the sweet pang it cost me not to call
And tell you that I saw does still abide.
But 'tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,
For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof
9 comments:
That's beautiful. I've read it before but years ago. Thanks for sharing.
Hugs, Joyce
this is a neat poem, I don't remember ever reading it of his before
your secret is safe with me :)
betty
Half the time I can't even comprehend what poetry is saying, LOL. I do understand this one halfway, LOL. I don't know what my problem is. Perhaps I want something straightforward and shrouded in mystery when someone is trying to say it, LOL. On the other hand, there are some subtleties I love and pick up immediately. But there are a lot of poetry, and I am not nec. talking about Frost, that I just DON'T understand.
Krissy :)
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In my dream I see a tree,
A place to hold my love and me,
There we will rest
And at love's behest,
We will read Rosemary's poetry!
You are the best! hugs, xox sarah
Beautiful!
Just stopping by to catch up on your entries from this week, still have to get over to Magic smoke too. Hope you have a great weekend! Martha :-)
Beautiful poem. I love Robert Frost. His poetry has always been special to me. Thank you for sharing this.
Hugs,
lisa
lovely poem rosemary. take care mrs t xx
Beautiful! (Hugs) INdigo
Very soothing.
Lisa
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