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    West-Running Brook
    West-Running Brook
    West-Running Brook
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    West-Running Brook

    By Robert Frost

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    The great American poet’s 1928 collection evoking rural life in his native New England.

    This collection includes thirty-nine poems divided into six sections. The title poem depicts a married couple contemplating a stream which runs counter to the direction of others in the area. This stream develops into a metaphor through which Frost considers the nature of relationships, as well as the mysteries of nature itself.

    Other featured poems include the emotionally resonant “Acquainted with the Night,” and “The Bear,” in which the freedom and power of a wild bear is contrasted with the lot of modern man.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOpen Road Media
    Release dateJan 1, 2024
    ISBN9781504081788
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    Robert Frost

    Robert Frost (1874-1963) was an American poet. Born in San Francisco, Frost moved with his family to Lawrence, Massachusetts following the death of his father, a teacher and editor. There, he attended Lawrence High School and went on to study for a brief time at Dartmouth College before returning home to work as a teacher, factory worker, and newspaper delivery person. Certain of his calling as a poet, Frost sold his first poem in 1894, embarking on a career that would earn him acclaim and honor unlike any American poet before or since. Before his paternal grandfather’s death, he purchased a farm in Derry, New Hampshire for Robert and his wife Elinor. For the next decade, Frost worked on the farm while writing poetry in the mornings before returning to teaching once more. In 1912, having moved to England, Frost published A Boy’s Will, his first book of poems. Through the next several years, he wrote and published poetry while befriending such writers as Edward Thomas and Ezra Pound. In 1915, after publishing North of Boston (1914) in London, Frost returned to the United States to settle on another farm in Franconia, New Hampshire, where he continued writing and teaching and began lecturing. Over the next several decades, Frost published numerous collections of poems, including New Hampshire: A Poem with Notes and Grace Notes (1924) and Collected Poems (1931), winning a total of four Pulitzer Prizes and establishing his reputation as the foremost American poet of his generation.

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