Storm Fear

December 27, 2012 snowstorm, Montreal - Photo by Hugo Oliveira

Robert Frost's first book of poetry, A Boy's Will , was first published one hundred years ago, in England, in 1913. I love so many of the poems in the book, including one of my favorite Frost poems, Reluctance.

However, with the recent storms on my mind, here's Storm Fear, which only ostensibly has anything whatsoever to do with snow.


STORM FEAR

When the wind works against us in the dark,
And pelts with snow
The lower chamber window on the east,
And whispers with a sort of stifled bark,
The beast,
'Come out! Come out!'--
It costs no inward struggle not to go,
Ah, no!
I count our strength,
Two and a child,
Those of us not asleep subdued to mark
How the cold creeps as the fire dies at length,--
How drifts are piled,
Dooryard and road ungraded,
Till even the comforting barn grows far away,
And my heart owns a doubt
Whether 'tis in us to arise with day
And save ourselves unaided.


-- Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)


 A free e-book of A Boy's Will is available at the Project Gutenberg site HERE.

Enjoy!