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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHAT THING A BIRD WOULD LOVE, by ROBERT FROST Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: As I was faring home Last Line: What thing a bird would love. Subject(s): Birds | |||
As I was faring home The slow hill-climbing way A lonely bird sang once And seemed to bid me stay. I paused to rest and turned, And if I had not turned, I had not seen the west Behind me, how it burned. So when he sang again As I resumed the slope, My heart regarded him -- I turned again with hope. The sunset! -- and beneath The valley ebon dark And featureless, wherein A lamp was but a spark. But that he would not cease, But still would call and call When I must go was proof The sunset was not all. I left him to the waste And gathering stars above, In doubt if I could know What thing a bird would love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GLIMPSES OF THE BIRDS by JOHN HOLLANDER GLIMPSES OF THE BIRDS by JOHN HOLLANDER AUDUBON EXAMINES A BITTERN by ANDREW HUDGINS DISPATCHES FROM DEVEREUX SLOUGH by MARK JARMAN A COUNTRY LIFE by RANDALL JARRELL CANADIAN WARBLER by GALWAY KINNELL YELLOW BIRD by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE CRIPPLE by KARLE WILSON BAKER |
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