The common objection to poetry is not distaste (as is so often assumed) but distrust. It is a distrust of the unpredictably and often uncomfortably revealed truth, the fear of sudden clairvoyance which breaks through intellectual pretense and defensi [...]
EPILOGUE IN HEAVEN THERE,
God, they go—
The man and woman dedicate to you—
Out of the Paradise they thought they knew Into a world that they will never know.
"You let them eat,
Who could have held their too inquiring hand.
How will your mute [...]
Will it be always nightmare, always fever,
Now and hereafter?
Will nothing stop the currents running ever
Darker and swifter?
Let me forget. . . . It happened in my boyhood.
We rose up early,
Saddled the ass, took fire, a [...]
A Masque of Reason. By Robert Frost. Henry Holt and Company. $2.00.
On the eve of his seventieth birthday, the most respected of our living poets and the (seemingly) most recognizably traditional of New England voices has published his most [...]