My November Guest
In “My November Guest,” a personified Sorrow teaches the speaker to love the austere beauty of late autumn.
Theme
nature
17 poems
nature
Mowing
Frost’s “Mowing” praises labor’s truth over fantasy: the scythe’s whisper makes craft and attention the poem’s ethics.
Design
Frost’s sonnet “Design” frames beauty and predation to ask whether darkness, not benevolence, orders nature’s smallest scenes.
The Wood-Pile
Frost’s “The Wood-Pile” turns a found stack of cordwood in a winter swamp into a meditation on craft, abandonment, and time’s quiet entropy.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Robert Frost’s “Nothing Gold Can Stay” captures the fleeting beauty of youth, nature, and innocence — a timeless meditation on impermanence.