Sunday, February 26

Lovers Forget Your Love ~ Robert Frost

Instead of posting my usual 'Sunday Ketchup' post, I've decided to share a poem instead. Even though Thomas Wyatt is my favorite poet, I have a high love for Robert Frost. I especially love 'Wind and Window Flower'. Not only is it a poem full of symbols and metaphors, but it's a heartbreakingly beautiful poem. I even posted a copy of this poem on my wall in my room. Haha. I'm cheesy sometimes

Lovers, forget your love,
And list to the love of these,
She a window flower,
And he a winter breeze.

When the frosty window veil
Was melted down at noon,
And the caged yellow bird
Hung over her in tune,

He marked her through the pane,
He could not help but mark,
And only passed her by
To come again at dark.

He was a winter wind,
Concerned with ice and snow,
Dead weeds and unmated birds,
And little of love could know.

But he sighed upon the sill, 
He gave the sash a shake,
As witness all within
Who lay that night awake.

Perchance he half prevailed
To win her for the flight
From the fire-lit looking-glass
And warm stove-window light.

But the flower leaned aside
And thought of naught to say,
And morning found the breeze
A hundred miles away.

Lately, I've been extremely into poetry and music. I mean...I've always loved the two, but my obsession has intensified! I wonder why. 



Blodeuedd said...

I do like poetry, but ever since I read the WWI poets I am stuck on those

Hanna said...

thanks Carole!!! running didnt come naturally to me at first:)

Carole Rae said...

B, I haven't read any WWI poems in a LONG time. I have a collection I plan to read soon. :)

Hanna, no problem! I love your blog. Yeah...running isn't natural for me. hahaha. I don't like it at all, but I'm super proud of you!