The Birthplace Poem by Robert Frost

The Birthplace Poem by Robert Frost
Robert Frost

Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. His work was initially published in England before it was published in America. Robert Frost is One of the most popular and critically respected American poets of the twentieth century. Frost was honoured with many Notable awards such as Pulitzer Prize for Poetry and Congressional Gold Medal for his poetical works. The Birthplace Poem by Robert Frost is very inspirational.

Here further up the mountain slope
Than there was every any hope,
My father built, enclosed a spring,
Strung chains of wall round everything,
Subdued the growth of earth to grass,
And brought our various lives to pass.
A dozen girls and boys we were.
The mountain seemed to like the stir,
And made of us a little while-
With always something in her smile.
Today she wouldn’t know our name.
(No girl’s, of course, has stayed the same.)
The mountain pushed us off her knees.
And now her lap is full of trees.

-The Birthplace Poem by Robert Frost

See Also:- The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

4 Comments


  1. Robert is one of my favourite poets. The road not taken and Fire and Ice are my favourites.
    Love your content.

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  2. Needing a bit of inspiration this Monday morning. This is lovely. My son was born at home in South London- the midwife had to double park her car in the packed urban road. So not a mountainside! Might try to write something using that contrast as springboard…
    No idea Frost lived into the sixties. Thanks for the poem.

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