Our new poet study brings us to the works of
Robert Frost and this lovely picture book from the Poetry for Young People series. I am very pleased with this type of poetry book because the illustrations that usually accompany them are so beautifully drawn or painted and help to convey some of the meaning of the poems for our littlest learners. It's also inspirational for the older student to put feeling and emphasis in drawings to accompany their own poetry. The first poem we've chosen is fitting for Autumn and November:
A Late Walk
When I go up through the mowing field, And when I come to the garden ground, A tree beside the wall stands bare, I end not far from my going forth,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words.
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down.
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remainging aster flower
To carry again to you.
And when I come to the garden ground,
A tree beside the wall stands bare,
I end not far from my going forth,
The poem reminds me of Michaelmas day and the asters.
Ours are all finished blooming where I live, but maybe somewhere there are still some lingering blossoms...
We are hoping to enjoy many more of Frosts poems throughout November, which is your favorite??