Sunday Poetry: By the Highway Home
Welcome to Sunday Poetry. If this is your first visit you can read about the purpose and inspiration of my Sunday poetry blogs here.
Today’s poem is Reluctance by Robert Frost. Are you reluctant to let go of something in your life? Are you hanging on when you shouldn’t because you need to move on? Are you afraid to let go because the future might be worse than the present? Or are you unwilling to let go because life, just as it is, feels so right?
I love the way Frost’s poetry seems to be about simple things, then changes in the blink of an eye into something profound, something I need to think about for days.
What will you think about? Remember there are no quizzes here, no right ways to read or contemplate the poem we share. Absolutely no dissecting allowed. Just come along for the “read.” What line, word or thought will you carry with you this week? If you’d like to tell us where the poem took you? We’ll listen
Despite all my efforts to be a poet, I was not destined to choose my words carefully. But I love the forms of poetry & admire how a poet must choose each word to give the reader the most understanding.
A poem, in any convention, demands the very best of the writer. Only so much space, only so many words.
So wherever I am, in work or at home, I keep a volume of the complete works of Emily Dickinson within reach.
Because one never knows when one might need to read her.
Looking forward to following you.