The Poetry of Robert Frost: The Collected Poems

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A feast for lovers of American literature-the work of our greatest poet, redesigned and relaunched for a new generation of readers

No poet is more emblematically American than Robert Frost. From "The Road Not Taken" to "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening," he refined and even defined our sense of what poetry is and what it can do. T. S. Eliot judged him "the most eminent, the most distinguished Anglo-American poet now living," and he is the only writer in history to have been awarded four Pulitzer Prizes.

Henry Holt is proud to announce the republication of four editions of Frost's most beloved work for a new generation of poets and readers.

The only comprehensive volume of Frost's verse available, comprising all eleven volumes of his poems, this collection has been the standard Frost compendium since its first publication in 1969.

607 pages, Paperback

First published January 1,1969

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Flinty, moody, plainspoken and deep, Robert Frost was one of America's most popular 20th-century poets. Frost was farming in Derry, New Hampshire when, at the age of 38, he sold the farm, uprooted his family and moved to England, where he devoted himself to his poetry. His first two books of verse, A Boy's Will (1913) and North of Boston (1914), were immediate successes. In 1915 he returned to the United States and continued to write while living in New Hampshire and then Vermont. His pastoral images of apple trees and stone fences -- along with his solitary, man-of-few-words poetic voice -- helped define the modern image of rural New England. Frost's poems include "Mending Wall" ("Good fences make good neighbors"), "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" ("Whose woods these are I think I know"), and perhaps his most famous work, "The Road Not Taken" ("Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- / I took the one less traveled by"). Frost was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for poetry four times: in 1924, 1931, 1937 and 1943. He also served as "Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress" from 1958-59; that position was renamed as Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry (or simply Poet Laureate) in 1986.

Frost recited his poem "The Gift Outright" at the 1961 inauguration of John F. Kennedy... Frost attended both Dartmouth College and Harvard, but did not graduate from either school... Frost preferred traditional rhyme and meter in poetry; his famous dismissal of free verse was, "I'd just as soon play tennis with the net down."

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July 15,2025
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This book is worth hunting for because the poetry written in it is extremely interesting to me. It was written to be read in front of the attendees of the inauguration ceremony of President John F. Kennedy in 1961.


I quote here, in this December month, the month before January. When Kennedy was inaugurated, he was one of the US Presidents who made a breakthrough by using the mass media as an integral part of his presidential campaign. Next year, Obama was the American president who also offered a new way of campaigning: a grassroots campaign. Every breakthrough is worth remembering, every breakthrough is worth recording. Will it be recorded in the pages of prose or poetry? We will see.


The book is one of the items on my hunting list.


Dedication


Summoning artists to participate
In the august occasions of the state
Seems something artists ought to celebrate.
Today is for my cause a day of days.
And his be poetry's old-fashioned praise
Who was the first to think of such a thing.
This verse that in acknowledgement I bring
Goes back to the beginning of the end
Of what had been for centuries the trend;
A turning point in modern history.
Colonial had been the thing to be
As long as the great issue was to see
What country'd be the one to dominate
By character, by tongue, by native trait,
The new world Christopher Columbus found.
The French, the Spanish, and the Dutch were downed
And counted out. Heroic deeds were done.
Elizabeth the First and England won.
Now came on a new order of the ages
That in the Latin of our founding sages
(Is it not written on the dollar bill
We carry in our purse and pocket still?)
God nodded his approval of as good.
So much those heroes knew and understood,
I mean the great four, Washington,
John Adams, Jefferson, and Madison
So much they saw as consecrated seers
They must have seen ahead what not appears,
They would bring empires down about our ears
And by the example of our Declaration
Make everybody want to be a nation.
And this is no aristocratic joke
At the expense of negligible folk.
We see how seriously the races swarm
In their attempts at sovereignty and form.
They are our wards we think to some extent
For the time being and with their consent,
To teach them how Democracy is meant.
\"New order of the ages\" did they say?
If it looks none too orderly today,
'Tis a confusion it was ours to start
So in it have to take courageous part.
No one of honest feeling would approve
A ruler who pretended not to love
A turbulence he had the better of.
Everyone knows the glory of the twain
Who gave America the aeroplane
To ride the whirlwind and the hurricane.
Some poor fool has been saying in his heart
Glory is out of date in life and art.
Our venture in revolution and outlawry
Has justified itself in freedom's story
Right down to now in glory upon glory.
Come fresh from an election like the last,
The greatest vote a people ever cast,
So close yet sure to be abided by,
It is no miracle our mood is high.
Courage is in the air in bracing whiffs
Better than all the stalemate an's and ifs.
There was the book of profile tales declaring
For the emboldened politicians daring
To break with followers when in the wrong,
A healthy independence of the throng,
A democratic form of right devine
To rule first answerable to high design.
There is a call to life a little sterner,
And braver for the earner, learner, yearner.
Less criticism of the field and court
And more preoccupation with the sport.
It makes the prophet in us all presage
The glory of a next Augustan age
Of a power leading from its strength and pride,
Of young amibition eager to be tried,
Firm in our free beliefs without dismay,
In any game the nations want to play.
A golden age of poetry and power
Of which this noonday's the beginning hour.


However, Frost failed to read that long poem. His eyes were dazzled by the sunlight reflected by the snowflakes that fell at that historic moment. He read the short poem that he had memorized.


The Gift Outright


The land was our before we were the land's.
She was our land more than a hundred years
Before we were her people. She was ours
In Massachusetts, in Virginia,
But we were England's, Still colonials,
Possessing what we still were unpossessed by,
Possessed by what we now no more possessed.
Something we were withholding from our land of living,
And forthwith found salvation in surrender.
Such as we were we gave ourselves outright
(The deed of gift was many deeds of war)
To the land vaguely; realizing westward,
But still unstoried, artless, unenhanced,
Such as she was, such as she would become.


(Source: http://www.pbs.org/newshour/inaugurat...)
July 15,2025
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The Road Quite Well-Traveled-By


A shockingly high percentage of this literary work is, in fact, just fine. It is not bad in a traditional “literary” sense. I am certain that Frost adhered to the established conventions and met the expected standards in terms of mechanics. However, it falls short when it comes to revealing the true essence of Robert Frost and his world within the neatly trimmed and cultivated lines of rhyme.


Here and there, there are phrases and disclosures that manage to catch at the soul. These are the parts that I can read and re-read with great pleasure, and even a bit of excitement and inspiration. For these particular elements, I would award a solid five stars. It is rather disappointing, though, that much of the rest of the work is quite tidy and bland.


I understand that there are likely layers of symbolism within this work that I may be ignorant of. It is said that Frost was ahead of his time, being “beat” before the term was even a thing, and punk long before punk became cool. But must I constantly keep in mind what every little detail such as the crusted snow, the lone aster, the pine spruce gum, the spruce, the cellars, and myriad other natural things represent in each and every line of verse?

July 15,2025
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If you're a die-hard fan of Robert Frost, then this particular collection is an absolute must-have for you. It's truly a gem that you simply can't afford to miss.

I'm extremely grateful to Lloyd Flannigan for his wonderful introduction to the works of Frost. His guidance has opened up a whole new world of literary beauty and inspiration for me.

Frost's poetry is like a magical tapestry, woven with words that paint vivid pictures and evoke deep emotions. Each poem is a masterpiece in its own right, filled with profound insights and unique perspectives on life, nature, and the human condition.

This collection brings together some of Frost's most iconic and beloved works, allowing you to immerse yourself in his poetic universe and experience the power and charm of his words. Whether you're a seasoned poetry lover or just starting to explore the world of verse, this collection is sure to captivate and delight you.

So don't hesitate, get your hands on this collection today and discover the wonder of Robert Frost's poetry for yourself.
July 15,2025
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I do try not to get overly worked up over too many dead white guys. However, my boy Robert is unashamedly one of my absolute favourite poets.

His words have the power to transport me to different worlds, to make me feel emotions I never thought possible.

Whether it's his profound insights into the human condition or his beautiful descriptions of nature, Robert's poetry always manages to touch my soul.

I find myself constantly coming back to his works, seeking inspiration and solace in his words.

He is truly a master of his craft, and I feel privileged to have discovered his poetry.

Even though he may be long gone, his words live on, continuing to inspire and move generations of readers.

I can only hope that his legacy will continue to be passed down and that more people will have the opportunity to experience the beauty and power of his poetry.
July 15,2025
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I was truly intrigued when I learned that Frost and Edward Thomas had met and spent time together in England before the First World War. This came about following a review of some of Frost's poetry by Thomas.

It seems to me that in some way, the fact that these two individuals are now coming together in my understanding is both a sign of the deficiencies in my education and a fortunate indication that there is always more to discover about the world. I firmly believe that "The Road not taken" was inspired by some of the walks the two went on. Moreover, Frost also encouraged Thomas to write and publish his own poetry.

There is something rather unnerving about that connection for me. Perhaps it is just the sense of how long Frost's adult life was, considering he was also performing at the inauguration of J.F. Kennedy.

I recall a verse about almost being carried off by an eagle as a child. This then has that reoccurring theme in poetry of the writer's self-identity as a poet, as well as their own place in their culture. Frost not becoming Ganymede stands in relation to Petrarch and his Laura, evoking the laurel which crowns the poet's brow as a symbol of the Muse's victory.

Although the volume, no doubt cheaply acquired, stands on the shelf, I doubt I'll become deeply acquainted with it. Poetry for me has the feel of hard work. I am a lazy reader, disinclined to break my head over ambiguous phrasing and elusive meaning.
July 15,2025
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My favorite Robert Frost poem? Well, of course:

Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening...

Perhaps you have to have been born in a cold country to truly appreciate his sentiments in that poem. The cold, the snow, they hold a certain magic and mystery. But even if you haven't been born in such a place, our travels and journeys in life can give us such a chill at times. It's almost like the infernal cold of the beautiful but crisp snow.

Life has its cold moments, when we feel lost and alone, much like the traveler in Frost's poem. But it's in those moments that we can find beauty and inspiration. The stillness of the snowy woods, the soft crunch of the snow beneath our feet, it can all bring a sense of peace and clarity.

Frost's poem reminds us that even in the coldest of times, there is still beauty to be found, and that sometimes, stopping and taking a moment to appreciate it can make all the difference.
July 15,2025
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The first category of Frost's narratives is ballads. These are considered his weakest work in this mode. His initial five books contain only four narrative ballads - two in "A Boy's Will" and two in "Mountain Interval". They differ from his other narrative verses in their use of rhyme and stanza, as well as their conventional diction and syntax, which seem overly traditional and perhaps derivative. Their lack of stylistic individuality is particularly evident in "Mountain Interval", where neighboring poems like "The Road Not Taken" and "Birches" have a more supple, subtler, and distinctively Frostian cadence. Meanwhile, the language in "Brown's Descent" sounds stiff and generic.


The second category of Frost's narrative poetry is also traditional - linear narratives composed of blank verse, usually told in the third person. The form seems borrowed from earlier narrative poetry and the contemporary short story, but is more concisely described than in either tradition. Despite their traditional structure, these poems avoid the anachronistic manner of ballads. Their language is modern and conversational, and their tone is understated and austere. Perhaps most significantly, they seem hard-edged and realistic rather than soft or idealized. However, like the ballads, they represent a small portion of Frost's narrative work. There are only four such linear narratives in the first five books - "'Out, Out—,'" in "Mountain Interval", "A Place for a Third", and "Two Look at Two" in "New Hampshire". And finally, in "Mountain Interval", "The Vanishing Red", a brutal and callous tale that is probably Frost's most controversial poem. (To this quartet, one should probably add "Paul's Wife", a tall, rambling story that seems unique among the narratives, more of a spiral in design than linear.) These four poems are all strikingly concise and controlled.


The dramatic monologues are especially revealing. Critics often describe Frost's narratives as "monologues", but this term is usually a misnomer. In the first five books, there are only three dramatic monologues - "A Servant to Servants" in "North of Boston", "The Pauper Witch of Grafton", and "Wild Grapes" in "New Hampshire". The dramatic monologue emerged as the leading narrative form during Frost's formative years. Brilliantly developed by Browning and Tennyson, it provided a narrative strategy that offered lyric compression and psychological depth of character. It became the central narrative form for early twentieth-century American poets. Robinson, Pound, Eliot, Edgar Lee Masters, and Conrad Aiken all did significant work in this form. Frost's avoidance of the dramatic monologue cannot be accidental. Unlike the ballad, the monologue was well-suited to his talents. "A Servant to Servants", a dark portrayal of a depressed and exhausted woman on the verge of madness, as Jarrell and Parini have noted, is a poem of memorable intensity. Frost's hesitation with this form came not from what he could put into it, which was compelling, but from what he couldn't include.


The fourth category of Frost's narrative work is the largest and most original. These poems were so innovative in style and structure that even a hundred years later, there is no conventional name for Frost's verse form. I shall call it the dramatic narrative. Written in conversational blank verse (except for "Blueberries", which is in rhymed anapestic couplets), the dramatic narratives combine direct dialogue with minimalist narration, usually in the omniscient third person. The conversation predominates, and the narration is strictly descriptive, never offering any overt authorial interpretation of the characters or situations. Instead, the narration sets the scene and describes the characters' actions when not speaking, just as stage directions would in a realist play.

July 15,2025
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Robert Frost's book is filled with numerous poems.

The stories these poems construct are simple and easy to understand.

Even the longer poems that span several pages can be easily traversed if one desires.

My favorite poem in the book is "Leaves compared with Flowers."

It is highly memorable, and I once had it committed to memory.

Works such as these impart meaning to poems and, for me personally, inspire a greater desire to read more.

Frost's poetry has a unique charm that draws readers in and makes them want to explore the depths of his words.

The simplicity of his stories combined with the beauty of his language makes his poems accessible to a wide range of readers.

Whether you are a seasoned poetry lover or just starting to explore the genre, Robert Frost's poems are sure to leave a lasting impression.

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