Frost Bite
Connecting with Frost
"Whose woods these are I think I know...
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow...
Between the woods and frozen lake...
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."
(Robert Frost, "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening")
"Whose woods these are I think I know...
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow...
Between the woods and frozen lake...
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."
(Robert Frost, "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening")
Karen, I really enjoyed your pictorial view of Robert Frost's poem!
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Thanks, Mary. Frost's poem came to mind as I was considering captions for my ice storm photos. Glad you enjoyed it.
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