greykit.poetry — Robert Frost/new-hampshire

• 1923 [robert-frost] Fire and Ice
  New Hampshire

  Nine lines that weigh desire against hate as ways for the world to end, and find ice would suffice.

  #lyric#apocalypse#1920s
• 1923 [robert-frost] Nothing Gold Can Stay
  New Hampshire

  Nature's first green is gold and her hardest hue to hold: leaf subsides to leaf, Eden sinks to grief, dawn goes down to day.

  #lyric#transience#1920s
• 1923 [robert-frost] Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
  New Hampshire

  A pause between the woods and frozen lake on the darkest evening of the year, the horse shaking its bells at the strangeness of it — lovely, dark and deep, and set against promises and miles to go before sleep.

  #lyric#snow#obligation#1920s