Robert Frost (1874-1963) is considered the bard of New England. Casual readers sometimes overlook the depth of his poetry and its technical accomplishment.
Fire and Ice
By Robert Frost
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
(To perish by desire or hate - both an unbecoming fate. LOVE IT!)
(To perish by desire or hate - both an unbecoming fate. LOVE IT!)
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