Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BEREFT, by ROBERT FROST

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First Line: Where had I heard this wind before
Last Line: Word I had no one left but god.
Subject(s): God; Solitude; Loneliness

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 day was past.
Somber clouds in the west were massed.
Out in the porch's sagging floor,
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly struck at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret must 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.

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