Growing up in the foothills of the Catskill Mountains in upstate New York, I felt like Robert Frost must have walked along the same paths beside the same trees I did, when I first read his poems as a child. I loved Robert Frost’s poetry then, and I still do. A tribute to Robert Frost, born March 26, 1874 - things he reminds me of and things that remind me of him.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.” ― Robert Frost
“Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.” ― Robert Frost 
“These woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.” ― Robert Frost 
What is your favorite Robert Frost poem?
Thank you for bringing some memories back. My favorite is “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”.
You perfectly paired your photos with his poetry. This blog is an art piece unto itself.
Thanks for visiting, I’m happy you enjoyed it here. Every time I read or think of a Robert Frost poem, a picture and a childhood memory comes along with it, without fail
Jennifer, what a stunning marriage of images with words here. I want to go to my local bookshop for a Robert Frost collection for my home library.
Thanks for sharing your impressions Catherine. Robert Frost should have a little place on the bookshelf, a place the reader can return to again and again for wisdom and comfort. I hope you find a collection you enjoy, I have one with photos here.
Lovely poem. The photos you chose pair nicely!
Thanks for visiting August, I love Robert Frosts poems too. The photos are from Rome, from NYC, and from a small town in the Catskill mountains – in that order moving down the post.
Thanks for the memories. Robert Frost is one of the best and you’ve shared the best of the best. I own his entire collection and never tire of reading his magnificent poems.
Rich it is so true that reading Robert Frost poems again and again is always a pleasure. Reading poetry is one of the things in life that gets better when repeated, and of which we never tire. Thank you for sharing your impressions here.