Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)
A Patch of Old Snow
There’s a patch of old snow in a corner That I should have guessed Was a blow-away paper the rain Had brought to rest. It is speckled with grime as if Small print overspread it, The news of a day I’ve forgotten-- If I ever read it.
Robert Lee Frost’s other poems:
- Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter
- The Investment
- Reluctance
- Pan with Us
- Never Again Would Bird’s Song Be the Same
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