{"id":87391,"date":"2012-04-24T21:00:37","date_gmt":"2012-04-25T01:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/87391\/pic-apart-celebrates-april-robert-frost\/"},"modified":"2012-04-24T21:00:37","modified_gmt":"2012-04-25T01:00:37","slug":"pic-apart-celebrates-april-robert-frost","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/87391\/pic-apart-celebrates-april-robert-frost\/","title":{"rendered":"Pic-Apart Celebrates April With Robert Frost"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Pic-Apart Celebrates April With Robert Frost<\/strong><\/font><\/font><\/div>\n

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Welcome to the April 2012 edition of Pic-Apart Poetry.<\/p>\n

Such a lot of fun we have sharing and creating with 25 words each month.<\/p>\n

It’s difficult to believe that spring has been in full swing<\/p>\n

for already a month and that May is just around the corner.<\/p>\n

And April has given us much to celebrate.<\/p>\n

This month in honor of National Poetry Month<\/p>\n

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and Earth Day<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n


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we feature an American poet who celebrates both the earth and poetry<\/p>\n

in such an eloquent way.<\/p>\n

Robert Frost is certainly a poetic treasure.<\/p>\n

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\nOf Poets and Poetry, he has said:<\/font><\/font><\/div>\n


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“A poem begins as a lump in the throat,
\na sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/font>
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\n“A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.”<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/font>
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\n“A poet never takes notes.
\nYou never take notes in a love affair.”<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/font>
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\n“Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.”<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/font>
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\n“Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance.”<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/font>
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\n“Poetry is what gets lost in translation.”<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/font>
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\n“Poetry is when an emotion has found
\nits thought and the thought has found words.”<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/font>
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\n“Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things.”<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/div>\n


\nAnd his poetry exemplifies what poetry is and what poets do:<\/strong><\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

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SPRING POOLS<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

<\/font>These pools that, though in forests, still reflect<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>The total sky almost without defect,<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>And like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver,<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>Will like the flowers beside them soon be gone,<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>And yet not out by any brook or river,<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>But up by roots to bring dark foliage on.<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>The trees that have it in their pent-up buds<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>To darken nature and be summer woods —<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>Let them think twice before they use their powers<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>To blot out and drink up and sweep away<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>These flowery waters and these watery flowers<\/span><\/font>
\n<\/font>From snow that melted only yesterday.<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

<\/font>Robert Frost (1923)<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

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A CONSIDERABLE SPECK<\/font><\/p>\n

<\/font>(Microscopic)<\/font><\/p>\n

<\/font>A speck that would have been beneath my sight<\/font>
\n<\/font>On any but a paper sheet so white<\/font>
\n<\/font>Set off across what I had written there.<\/font>
\n<\/font>And I had idly poised my pen in air<\/font>
\n<\/font>To stop it with a period of ink<\/font>
\n<\/font>When something strange about it made me think,<\/font>
\n<\/font>This was no dust speck by my breathing blown,<\/font>
\n<\/font>But unmistakably a living mite<\/font>
\n<\/font>With inclinations it could call its own.<\/font>
\n<\/font>It paused as with suspicion of my pen,<\/font>
\n<\/font>And then came racing wildly on again<\/font>
\n<\/font>To where my manuscript was not yet dry;<\/font>
\n<\/font>Then paused again and either drank or smelt–<\/font>
\n<\/font>With loathing, for again it turned to fly.<\/font>
\n<\/font>Plainly with an intelligence I dealt.<\/font>
\n<\/font>It seemed too tiny to have room for feet,<\/font>
\n<\/font>Yet must have had a set of them complete<\/font>
\n<\/font>To express how much it didn’t want to die.<\/font>
\n<\/font>It ran with terror and with cunning crept.<\/font>
\n<\/font>It faltered: I could see it hesitate;<\/font>
\n<\/font>Then in the middle of the open sheet<\/font>
\n<\/font>Cower down in desperation to accept<\/font>
\n<\/font>Whatever I accorded it of fate.<\/font>
\n<\/font>I have none of the tenderer-than-thou<\/font>
\n<\/font>Collectivistic regimenting love<\/font>
\n<\/font>With which the modern world is being swept.<\/font>
\n<\/font>But this poor microscopic item now!<\/font>
\n<\/font>Since it was nothing I knew evil of<\/font>
\n<\/font>I let it lie there till I hope it slept.<\/font><\/p>\n

<\/font>I have a mind myself and recognize<\/font>
\n<\/font>Mind when I meet with it in any guise<\/font>
\n<\/font>No one can know how glad I am to find<\/font>
\n<\/font>On any sheet the least display of mind.<\/font><\/p>\n

<\/font>Robert Frost<\/font>
\n<\/font>(first published in “The Atlantic Monthly” July, 1939)<\/font><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Please select your 25 words
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(or two or three) of your own using only those 25 words.
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Remember though that those 25 words may be
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so you are not limited to a 25-word piece.<\/font><\/p>\n

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And, most importantly, HAVE FUN . . . . we love whatever you bring to share. <\/strong><\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

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Again we would love to feature each one of our CPC Pals here on Pic-Apart. <\/strong><\/p>\n

Please just send a piece or two and a bit about yourself <\/strong><\/p>\n

that you would be willing to share with us <\/strong><\/p>\n

and we’ll take care of the rest. <\/strong><\/p>\n


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We look forward to what you bring to share with us tonight <\/strong><\/p>\n

and throughout tomorrow as Pic-Apart Poetry celebrates April with Robert Frost.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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~Barb and Cherie~<\/font><\/font><\/strong><\/div>\n


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