Into My Own by Robert Frost

Into My Own by Robert Frost
Robert Frost

Into My Own is a poem by American poet Robert Frost. Into my own poem was published in A Boy’s Will, which is a poetry collection by Robert Frost. A Boy’s Will is Frost’s first commercially published book of poems.

One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
Were not, as ’twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away unto the edge of doom.

I should not be withheld but that some day
Into their vastness I should steal away,
Fearless of ever finding open land,
Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.

I do not see why I should e’er turn back,
Or those should not set forth upon my track
To overtake me, who should miss me here
And long to know if still I held them dear.

They would not find me changed from him they knewβ€”
Only more sure of all I thought was true.

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  1. A wonderful reminder to stay true and delve within for the truth. Thank you for sharing!

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  2. Nice poem, i was excepting something i will totally not understand since i am not native speaker so i was happily suprised when i could read such nice poem!

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  3. Have you ever tried to emulate a Frost poem? Pick a favorite and write with the same cadence, line count, rhyming scheme, and diverge only on the subject matter. It’s a great workshop exercise.

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  4. Nice. I did not know Frost so resembled Jack London. They were probably contemporaries?

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