Friday, September 24, 2010

Fragmentary Blue by Robert Frost


Why make so much of fragmentary blue


In here and there a bird, or butterfly,


Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,
When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?


Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)--
Though some savants make earth include the sky;


And blue so far above us comes so high,


It only gives our wish for blue a whet.



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1 comment:

Mechadude2001 said...

These pictures, every one of them, have me fantasizing about my mouth and nether regions.

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