Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Welcome to my silken tent of a blog!

this is my favorite poem of all time. since i was little i've always loved Rober Frost.  My da used to read me American poetry before bed every night and Frost was always my favorite.  I just reccently discovered this poem and decided to  create my blog around it.  so without further adieu-

The Silken Tent

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  She is as in a field a silken tent
At midday when the sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,
And its supporting central cedar pole,
That is its pinnacle to heavenward
And signifies the sureness of the soul,
Seems to owe naught to any single cord,
But strictly held by none, is loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To every thing on earth the compass round,
And only by one's going slightly taut
In the capriciousness of summer air
Is of the slightlest bondage made aware.
You da man, Robert Frost. Mad Props.
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3 comments:

  1. EmilyApril 26, 2011 at 11:07 AM

    oops it should be dad* rather than da in the second line.

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  2. Radical JugglingApril 27, 2011 at 5:30 PM

    Fire and Ice

    Some say the world will end in fire,
    Some say in ice.
    From what I've tasted of desire
    I hold with those who favor fire.
    But if it had to perish twice,
    I think I know enough of hate
    To say that for destruction ice
    Is also great
    And would suffice.

    My favorite Robert Frost poem
    Although Edmund Spenser did write what is probably my favorite poem ever.

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  3. AnonymousApril 27, 2011 at 11:17 PM

    I really like this poem! i'm actually taking another english class this quarter, studying poetry, and it's pretty interesting!

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