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Homage to Robert Frost

Updated on April 11, 2012
Robert Frost
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I would not mind to write blank verse, and count

My syllables ten to the line; I would

Be honored sharing style with such as Frost,

As his intention was life to portray

As truly as he could, and was amused

By human follies just as he was moved

By human truths – his own as well as those

Observable in others whom he knew

Or came to know. Adventure his approach

To life, and keenly mindful focus his

Accustomed practice in his dealings with

Experience. Imagining him on

The farm of his subsistence, working hard

To scratch a living raising chickens there

And teaching English on the side, between

Times writing poems because he had no choice -

A poet’s voice must always find itself.

A hard-life crucible for poetry

That blossoms fresh in youthful minds again

With each new generation like a tree

That bears its fruit in season every year

Like those in orchards tended by him on

His rocky farm in the New Hampshire hills.

This might not be immortality, but still

One could do worse than write blank verse like Frost.

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This poem is number seven of thirty I am writing for National Poetry Writing Month 2012.

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      Tom Rubenoff 5 years ago from United States

      Thank you, Senoritaa! Robert Frost's work is truly timeless.

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      Senoritaa 5 years ago

      What a brilliant tribute to one of the best poets the world has seen. Loved it!

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      Tom Rubenoff 5 years ago from United States

      Thank you, Mary! Hopefully the poetry I wrote here is called "blank verse," which has ten syllables to the line, often in iambic pentameter, but no rhyming. Unless I somehow through sloppiness or forgetfulness managed to bungle it. Then you can just call it a poem, if you like. :)

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      Mary Hyatt 5 years ago from Florida

      You were true to your word: 10 syllables to the line! Is there a name for this type of poetry? I'm trying to learn to write better poetry. I really enjoy the read here.

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      Tom Rubenoff 5 years ago from United States

      Thank you, Ruby!

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Great homage to Frost..Well done..

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      Tom Rubenoff 5 years ago from United States

      Thank you, Deborah!

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      Awesome write...i love frost...this is a great poem ..voted up....debbie

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      Tom Rubenoff 5 years ago from United States

      I think you're already there, C3!

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      cleaner3 5 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      "A poets voice must always find itself"

      I wish I was a poet grand

      throwing many poems upon the sand

      watching people walk on by

      without a word or a sigh.

      Nice Hub.