Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)

The Freedom of the Moon


I’ve tried the new moon tilted in the air
Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster
As you might try a jewel in your hair.
I’ve tried it fine with little breadth of luster,
Alone, or in one ornament combining
With one first-water start almost shining.

I put it shining anywhere I please.
By walking slowly on some evening later,
I’ve pulled it from a crate of crooked trees,
And brought it over glossy water, greater,
And dropped it in, and seen the image wallow,
The color run, all sorts of wonder follow.

Robert Lee Frost’s other poems:

  1. The Investment
  2. What Fifty Said
  3. Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter
  4. The Times Table
  5. The Grindstone

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