A man's life is like a drop of dew on a leaf - Socrates

Monday, October 6, 2008

Old Frost on the Fully Bloomed. . .


No, your calendars are not off - it is Monday and not Friday. I normally do Frost on Friday but this is a special occasion. My sister sent me a very classy collection of RF's works. If you haven't noticed, I'm a big fan of Robert Frost's work.

In addition to my posts on his poetry, I read him almost daily. I love to quote him often. I have used his works when I facilitate trainings at my work. I can usually find an appropriately Frosty poem for every occasion, an example his panoramic observation of Nature and Nature's greatest (and follied) creation.

My idea of a perfect morning includes sitting out on my back lawn with my feet damp and deep in dew drenched grass with a hot cocoa and my volume of Frost.

Thanks sis, the thoughtful gift of a thoughtful poet.

PS - There should be Frost everyday of the year. . .

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Brrrrr. That still sounds chilly.

And about your poll. I can-not, in any kind of conscious, good or bad, vote for any of them. The ones I know are pompous jerks (or worse), and the ones I don't know I suspect of being jerks.

My favorite agent is Diana Sculley. And mostly because she's an exasperated skeptic, and I can sympathize with that.