{"id":69,"date":"2024-09-24T17:52:25","date_gmt":"2024-09-24T17:52:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/?page_id=69"},"modified":"2024-09-24T17:52:25","modified_gmt":"2024-09-24T17:52:25","slug":"the-wood-pile-robert-frost","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/annotated-poems\/the-wood-pile-robert-frost\/","title":{"rendered":"The Wood-Pile, Robert Frost"},"content":{"rendered":"
Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray day,<\/div>\n
I paused and said, ‘I will turn back from here.<\/div>\n
No, I will go on farther\u2014and we shall see.’<\/div>\n
The hard snow held me, save where now and then<\/div>\n
One foot went through. The view was all in lines<\/div>\n
Straight up and down of tall slim trees<\/div>\n
Too much alike to mark or name a place by<\/div>\n
So as to say for certain I was here<\/div>\n
Or somewhere else: I was just far from home.<\/div>\n
A small bird flew before me. He was careful<\/div>\n
To put a tree between us when he lighted,<\/div>\n
And say no word to tell me who he was<\/div>\n
Who was so foolish as to think what\u00a0he<\/em>\u00a0thought.<\/div>\n
He thought that I was after him for a feather\u2014<\/div>\n
The white one in his tail; like one who takes<\/div>\n
Everything said as personal to himself.<\/div>\n
One flight out sideways would have undeceived him.<\/div>\n
And then there was a pile of wood for which<\/div>\n
I forgot him and let his little fear<\/div>\n
Carry him off the way I might have gone,<\/div>\n
Without so much as wishing him good-night.<\/div>\n
He went behind it to make his last stand.<\/div>\n
It was a cord of maple, cut and split<\/div>\n
And piled\u2014and measured, four by four by eight.<\/div>\n
And not another like it could I see.<\/div>\n
No runner tracks in this year’s snow looped near it.<\/div>\n
And it was older sure than this year’s cutting,<\/div>\n
Or even last year’s or the year’s before.<\/div>\n
The wood was gray and the bark warping off it<\/div>\n
And the pile somewhat sunken. Clematis<\/div>\n
Had wound strings round and round it like a bundle.<\/div>\n
What held it though on one side was a tree<\/div>\n
Still growing, and on one a stake and prop,<\/div>\n
These latter about to fall. I thought that only<\/div>\n
Someone who lived in turning to fresh tasks<\/div>\n
Could so forget his handiwork on which<\/div>\n
He spent himself, the labor of his ax,<\/div>\n
And leave it there far from a useful fireplace<\/div>\n
To warm the frozen swamp as best it could<\/div>\n
With the slow smokeless burning of decay.<\/div>\n
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Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray day, I paused and said, ‘I will turn back from here. No, I will go on farther\u2014and we shall see.’ The hard snow held me, save where now and then One foot went through. The view was all in lines Straight up and down of tall slim … Continue reading The Wood-Pile, Robert Frost<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5362,"featured_media":0,"parent":14,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-69","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/69","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5362"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=69"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/69\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/14"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities2024\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=69"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}