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Monday, December 21, 2009

Happy Solstice, Redux

...From me and Dar Williams (whom I'm seeing live this weekend!) and my beloved Robert Frost. Enjoy the darkest evening of the year.

Dar Williams, "The Christians and the Pagans:

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Frost
New Hampshire

1 comment:

  1. Oh, Frost! One of two I've read entirely, with Bishop. I absolutely love Eric Gelsinger of House Press. On his page there is a great recording of Gelsinger vs. Dreams.

    I guess I have lost much desire to read for pleasure.. or even for profit. So, I can be a fan of yours :)

    Only read 3 books this year, and I'm only about halfway through Pride and Prejudice. Others are Tonight's the Night (poems), and Disgrace. For art.

    Happy new year!