tags: Design, Robert Frost, poetry, National Poetry Month
April is National Poetry Month, and I plan to post one poem per day, every day this month (If you have a favorite poem that you'd like me to share, feel free to email it to me).
My poetry suggestions are starting to run dry, which means I will start posting my own favorites (but you've seen many of those already) or you can send me your favorite poems, which I probably haven't read before! Today's poem was suggested by another reader of mine, who said it has always been one of his favorites.
Design
I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth--
Assorted characters of death and blight
Mixed ready to begin the morning right,
Like the ingredients of a witches' broth--
A snow-drop spider, a flower like a froth,
And dead wings carried like a paper kite.
What had that flower to do with being white,
The wayside blue and innocent heal-all?
What brought the kindred spider to that height,
Then steered the white moth thither in the night?
What but design of darkness to appall?--
If design govern in a thing so small.
-- Robert Frost, The Poetry of Robert Frost: The Collected Poems, Complete and Unabridged (Henry Holt and Co.; 1969).
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This Is Just To Say
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
- William Carlos Williams
Dag-nabbit my spacing is off. Forgot some things.
Really anything by WCW. I loves it, I does.
And what, no Ginsberg?
I love your bird pictures! I'd love to get some that close-up. Please visit me at mdoncall.blogspot.com. Keep up the writing!
I like a lot of Robert Frost, but I gotta say, despite how much my high school English teacher loved it, Design isn't a favourite.