The way a crowShook down on meThe dust of snowFrom a hemlock treeHas given my heartA change of mood
I'd like to get away from earth awhileAnd then come back to it and begin over.May no fate wilfully misunderstand meAnd half grant what I wish and snatch me awayNot to return. Earth's the right place f...
I would not come in.I meant not even if asked,And I hadn't been.
Americans are like a rich father who wishes he knew how to give his sons the hardships that made him rich.
I've given offense by saying I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down.
These woods are lovely, dark and deep,But I have promises to keep,And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep.
GATHERING LEAVESSpades take up leavesNo better than spoons,And bags full of leavesAre light as balloons.I make a great noiseOf rustling all dayLike rabbit and deerRunning away.But the mountains I rais...
You've got to be brave and you've got to be bold. Brave enough to take your chance on your own discrimination - what's right and what's wrong what's good and what's bad.
There's nothing I'm afraid of like scared people.
There is one thing more exasperating than a wife who can cook and won't, and that's a wife who can't cook and will.
But yield who will to their separation, My object in living is to uniteMy avocation and my vocationAs my two eyes make one in sight.
No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.
For dear me, why abandon a beliefMerely because it ceases to be true
The hurt is not enough: I long for weight and strength. To feel the earth as rough to all my length
I turned to speak to GodAbout the world's despair
A Liberal is a man too broadminded to take his own side in a quarrel.
You don't have to deserve your mother's love. You have to deserve your father's. He's more particular.
The ArmfulFor every parcel I stoop down to seizeI lose some other off my arms and knees,And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns,Extremes too hard to comprehend at. onceYet nothing I should care...
If one by one we counted people outFor the least sin, it wouldn't take us longTo get so we had no one left to live with.For to be social is to be forgiving.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.