Advertising Console

    Desert Places - Robert Frost

    Repost
    poetictouch

    by poetictouch

    389
    318 views
    Robert Frost - Desert Places - Read by Robert Valding

    Desert Places
    by Robert Frost (1874-1963)

    Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
    In a field I looked into going past,
    And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
    But a few weeds and stubble showing last.

    The woods around it have it — it is theirs.
    All animals are smothered in their lairs.
    I am too absent-spirited to count;
    The loneliness includes me unawares.

    And lonely as it is, that loneliness
    Will be more lonely ere it will be less —
    A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
    With no expression, nothing to express.

    They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
    Between stars — on stars where no human race is.
    I have it in me so much nearer home
    To scare myself with my own desert places.