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Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)


Desert Places


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.



Robert Lee Frost's other poems:
  1. Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter
  2. Paul’s Wife
  3. The Demiurge’s Laugh
  4. The Census-Taker
  5. On Looking up by Chance at the Constellations


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