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Monday, November 7, 2011

Bereft by Robert Frost

Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking down hill to a frothy shore?
Summer was past and the day was past.
Sombre clouds in the west were massed.
Out on the porch's sagging floor,
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly striking at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret my be known:
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad,
Word I was in my life alone,
Word I had no one left but God.

by Robert Frost

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  1. I absolutely love Robert Frost and I absolutely love this poem. Great blog in general, poems are my thing so I'm definitely following.

    It would be pretty cool if you'd go back a few days to one of my blogs and tell me what you think of a poem/song lyrics I wrote and posted a few days ago since you seem to have a deep knowledge of poems but don't worry if you can't! Great blog regardless.

  2. I haven't read Frost in years. But even so, I only remember a handful of the poems we read by him.

  3. Not sure how you found my blog. Through Matt's blog, or... being in Hot 'Lanta, you knew (worked for?) my friend Lonnie Millsap? Not important either way.

    I used to write poetry. And not all of it was terrible. Some of it was merely very bad.

    But I got one for ya . . .

    Now I'm sure we both agree that very few song lyrics are really "poetry", right?

    Well, there are a couple of exceptions that immediately come into my mind:

    Bob Dylan's "Mr. Tambourine Man" is definitely poetry of a high order.

    But that's not the one I wish to call your attention to.

    When you have the time, please do this:

    Google the lyrics to the Bob Dylan song "It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)", then take a pen or pencil and a piece of paper (like that alliteration?) and write out the rhyming pattern of that song.

    And... pay attention to the last word(s) that conclude each verse - the ones that don't rhyme with anything else in that verse - and notice how they rhyme with the concluding word(s) in the former/next verse.

    True, there are some "near rhymes" in there, but even so, if that's not the most amazing rhyming scheme you've ever seen, I'd really like to know what is.

    [Incidentally, "It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)" comes from Dylan's album "Bringing It All Back Home", and as I've said repeatedly on my blog, listening over and over again to that album when I was in my late teens/early twenties is what taught me how to think creatively and how to play with words. "Bringing It All Back Home" is the BEST writing course I ever took!]

    Thanks for visiting and commenting on my blog!

    ~ D-FensDogg
    'Loyal American Underground'

  4. Nice poem it is. :)

  5. Not as good a poem as The Road Not Taken, but still a great one when compared to a lot of others!

  6. @Stephen T. McCarthy i beg to differ, i believe all lyrics are poetry. They just have musical boost.

  7. First time I read Robert Frosts work.

  8. Robert Frost, a writer I have not visited in so long...not since high school when we took British Literature!

  9. Sounds so sad, but it is written so beautiful! A great author!

  10. I love him! His poems are so good!

  11. I like this one, very inspiring

  12. JEDI SWIFT ~
    Yeah, I hear ya, but I can't quite go along with you on that. To me, "poetry" is a higher, more demanding literary form than are song lyrics.

    For one thing, most song lyrics are loaded with "near rhymes", which don't bother me at all in songs, but which make me cringe when I see them in the purely written form and being presented as "poetry". (An exception being the aforementioned "It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)", but that's because those words are otherwise so stunningly put together.)

    I'm not saying that NO lyrics are poetry. Some surely are, but they are rare exceptions. I mean, like for instance, Foreigner's "Dirty White Boy". Surely you wouldn't call that "poetry", would you?

    Dylan's "Mr. Tambourine Man" is beautiful, abstract, and creative as all get-out, but how many song lyrics match that level of imagery and artistry?

    I think the greatest lyricist who ever lived was probably the pre-1983 Tom Waits, and yet, off the top of my head, I can't think of anything other than perhaps "San Diego Serenade" that I might call legitimate "poetry".

    ~ D-FensDogg
    'Loyal American Underground'


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