Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)
Dust in the Eyes
If, as they say, some dust thrown in my eyes Will keep my talk from getting overwise, I’m not the one for putting off the proof. Let it be overwhelming, off a roof And round a corner, blizzard snow for dust, And blind me to a standstill if it must.
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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