Happy star-gazing! ~ Bette A. Stevens http://www.4writersandreaders.com
CHOOSE SOMETHING LIKE A STAR
by Robert Frost
O Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud –
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says “I burn.”
But say with what degree of heat.
Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.
It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats’ Eremite,
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,
So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise…
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Comments on: "Choose Something Like a Star, poem by Robert Frost" (2)
I love him, too. You never cease to amaze me, Marilyn. What an exciting life you and Garry have! Thanks for sharing, so that I can dream… and live vicariously. Hope you’re feeling well and wishing you a week filled with wonderful days! Wonder what this next ‘storm’ will bring. Stay safe and warm. 🙂
My favorite poet. So New England. Garry interviewed him late in his life and we have a portrait of him by Alfred Eisenstadt 🙂 That’s the perfect picture to go with it, too.