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Robert Frost, Sower

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Robert Frost, Sower

Some forty years ago, I saw him stand
up next to J.F.K. and heard them call
him Poet Laureate. He read aloud
from shaking paper held in wrinkled hands.
I don't remember any words he spoke,
it was his gravel voice that stayed with me.
I had an inkling then I witnessed steel
and still I hear him now, the harness bells
and swinging birches, sounds connecting voice
and pen. He planted a seed in me that day,
a need to share this vibrant world in verse.
                                 --- Judi Van Gorder

 


~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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tonyv

A terrific tribute to Frost, expertly set in blank verse, Tinker! I particularly like the spondee that shows up at the beginning of L8. The language is clear, like that of Frost.

 

I am curious, did you see Frost in person with JFK or on television? He must have already been old, because you mention the shaking paper in/his wrinkled hands. It's evident that Frost has made a lasting impression on you as a writer. Is he your favorite poet?

 

Tony


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Tinker

Thanks Tony, I saw him on TV, I was 19. I think he died only a year or two later. Yes he is my favorite poet. His work connects with me.

 

~~Tink


~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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Aleksandra

Yes Tinker wonderful tribute to this great poet. From your words we can see that he is one of yours favorites.

I like it how this poem ends:

 

Years gone, I read his words, the harness bells

and swinging birches, merging sounds of earth

and heaven, planting seeds of need in me.

 

Aleksandra


The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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goldenlangur

His magic of words

 

 

 

 

Hi Tink,

 

 

How well you capture the moment - the poet's presence, his physical appearance, his "gravel, steel" voice and the indelible impression he made on you. These images are quite lovely:

 

 

... the harness bells

and swinging birches, merging sounds of earth

and heaven, planting seeds of need in me.

----------------------- --- Judi Van Gorder

 

I enjoyed this very much.

 

goldenlangur


goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Tinker

Thank you gl, it is funny but I feel invested in this poem. Some of my poems I write and put them in my folder without thinking about them again. This one I feel proud of, I don't know why. I am very glad you too enjoyed it.

 

~~Tink


~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com

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lkpmarshall

Thanks for your lovely tribute to Mr. Frost. I just read an article about a book of his journal entries and the controversy surrounding them...so...he was on my mind. Recently read "Birches" too, a favorite. Thanks again. lkm

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