I started out last week reading another book about Anne Boleyn. I got about half-way through it and realized there was not one thing I read that I didn’t already know. So….I guess I’m good on the subject of Anne Boleyn.
Anyway- I decided to read a collection of Robert Frost poems with commentary instead. Robert Frost is one of my favorite poets and I have to say, I think reading all of his poems this last week put me in a better mood. If you aren’t familiar with his poems, I suggest you get familiar. Don’t worry, I’ll help you by posting my absolute favorite poem by Robert Frost. You’re welcome.
Choose Something Like A Star- Robert Frost 1947
O Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud —
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says “I burn.”
But say with what degree of heat.
Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.
It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats’ Eremite
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,
So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.
In fact, I think I’m going to make it a habit to read more poetry. Any recommendations?