Robert Frost – Putting in the Seed [Poem]

May 25, 2012 — Leave a comment

 

Putting in the Seed
Robert Frost

You come to fetch me from my work to-night
When supper’s on the table, and we’ll see

If I can leave off burying the white
Soft petals fallen from the apple tree.
(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite,
Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea;)
And go along with you ere you lose sight
Of what you came for and become like me,
Slave to a springtime passion for the earth.
How Love burns through the Putting in the Seed
On through the watching for that early birth
When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed,

The sturdy seedling with arched body comes
Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.



This poem can be found in Robert Frost’s collection: Mountain Interval
[ Which can be downloaded for FREE --
Amazon (Kindle) or Project Gutenberg ( Nook/other Formats) ]