Poem of the Day: Robert Frost’s A Time To Talk
December 9, 2022
I love stone walls, they beckon me to sit a while and talk with a friend…
A Time to Talk by, Robert Frost (1874-1963)
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
Photo: Maudslay State Park in Newburyport, Massachusetts.
