Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“One of my wishes is that those dark trees. So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze. Were not, as 'twere,… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
It is absurd to think that the only way to tell if a poem is lasting is to wait and see if… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“But no, I was out for stars: I would not come in. I meant not even if asked, And I hadn't been.” — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“I could give all to Time except -- except What I myself have held. But why declare The things forbidden that while… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
I have just been to a city in the West, a city full of poets, a city they have made safe for… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“A poem is never a put-up job, so to speak. It begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong,… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Poetry is the renewal of words, setting them free, and that's what a poet is doing: loosening the words. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
It should be of the pleasure of a poem itself to tell how it can. The figure a poem makes. It begins… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“The objective idea is all I ever cared about. Most of my ideas occur in verse... To be too subjective with what… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
I've given offense by saying I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
For me the initial delight is in the surprise of remembering something I didn't know I knew. I have never started a… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Do you know, Considering the market, there are more Poems produced than any other thing? No wonder poets sometimes have to seem… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Poetry is a reaching out forward expression, an effort to find fulfillment — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The poet, as everyone knows, must strike his individual note sometime between the ages of fifteen and twenty-five. He may hold it… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“No orchard's the worse for the wintriest storm; But one thing about it, it mustn't get warm. "How often already you've had… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
My definition of poetry (if I were forced to give one) would be this: words that have become deeds. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Before now poetry has taken notice Of wars, and what are wars but politics Transformed from chronic to acute and bloody? — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Poets need not go to Niagara to write about the force of falling water. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Let's get my incantation right: "I wish I may, I wish I might" Give earth another satellite. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working when you get up in the morning, and doesn't stop until you get to the… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
When I see birches bend to left and right... I like to think some boy's been swinging them. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“The promising young poets, the hopefuls? I'd name Richard Wilbur, Peter Viereck, Karl Shapiro, Elizabeth Bishop, Robert Lowell, John Ciardi...Leonard Bacon...but it is still… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Lord, I have loved Your sky, Be it said against or for me, Have loved it clear and high, Or low and stormy... — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
It is only a moment here and a moment there that the greatest writer has. Some cognizance of the fact must be taken in… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
And of course there must be something wrong In wanting to silence any song. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can't move, and the kind that… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But now the theory goes That the apple's a rose, And the pear is,… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
What an exciting age it is we live in With all this talk about the hope of youth And nothing made of youth. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
