Friday, January 3, 2003

Come In Comments

Rating: 3.9

As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music - hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.
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Robert Frost
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Sylvia Frances Chan 02 November 2023

an excellent poem typical of the master poet Robert Frost. The greatest Beauty in this poem is about everyday nature. That he turned 'everyday' into something special. Masterful effort! TOP points full

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Maggie Chase 09 November 2022

I am more a fan of short funny poems, but this one is good.

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Ruta Mohapatra 04 June 2022

I was out for the stars....lovely!

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Chinedu Dike 03 June 2022

Exquisitely crafted in verse with rhythmic splendour.

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Anil Kumar Panda 02 May 2020

Great poem from a great poet. Loved it. Like to read again and again.

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Dr Antony Theodore 02 May 2020

But no, I was out for stars; I would not come in. I meant not even if asked; And I hadn't been. i was out for stars, i am not satisfied with all that is mundane. a very fine poem. tony

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Kumarmani Mahakul 02 May 2020

It is one of the best poem of Robert Frost. Today it has been chosen as the modern poem of the poem of the day.

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Mahtab Bangalee 02 May 2020

The last of the light of the sun That had died in the west Still lived for one song more In a thrush's breast.....greatly written; superb expression on the hopeful life

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Harley White 02 May 2020

Brilliant as is the poetry of Frost, this one deceptively simple though more sinister than it appears...

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Ramesh T A 02 May 2020

Only a bird like Trush can sing songs in the dark wook even after Sunset as it has a freedom no one can forbid! Nicely composed Modern Poem to read here! Thanks for sharing!

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Keith Brown 02 May 2020

Beautiful word pictures

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Ian b johnstone 31 January 2020

Few poems are more enchanting and atmospheric than this

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Ponnusamy Ramachandran 01 January 2020

In the last stanza, Frost delivers the profound message for humanity with amazing simplicity.

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Michael Walker 26 September 2019

A lyric poem of deceptive simplicity. He wanted to gaze at the stars, not enter the wood.

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Aniruddha Pathak 26 September 2019

Robert Frost is Robert Frost, such a great style.

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Uche Nwanze 26 September 2019

' The last of the light of the sun that had died in the west still lived for one song more In a thrush's breast' A fascinating poem.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 26 September 2019

But no, I was out for stars; I would not come in. I meant not even if asked; And I hadn't been.........touching concluding. Beautiful poem by Robert Frost.

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Mahtab Bangalee 26 September 2019

Far in the pillared dark Thrush music went - Almost like a call to come in To the dark and lament....../// beautiful poetic expression

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Practicing Poetess 26 September 2019

Stargazing Robert, enjoying the last song of the thrush. Lovely poem from Mr. Frost! : -)

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Gavin Venable 15 May 2019

that was me who wrote Paloma's comments

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