Dust of Snow
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
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Hello Friends —
Today's poem is by Robert Frost (1874-1963), from a collection called You Come Too that I ordered from my third grade class's Scholastic catalog. I'm not sure in which of Frost's books it was originally published (Do any of you know?). Poetry Trivia: Robert Frost was poet laureate from 1958-9 (under
Eisenhower), the fist poet to read at a presidential inauguration (for JFK),
and won the Pulitzer Prize four times across three decades. He never graduated
from college.
April is National Poetry Month, and I am celebrating by emailing out my own
eclectic selection of one poem per day for the duration of the month. If you
wish to be unsubscribed from this Poem-a-Day email list at any time, please
reply to this email with a friendly unsubscribe request (preferably in heroic
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Enjoy.
Ellen
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