Photo Hunters: Paper: Robert Frost

A view of the Green Mountains from the home
of Robert Frost in Ripton, Vermont

Going for Water
from A Boy's Will, 1915

                The well was dry beside the door,
                And so we went with pail and can
                Across the fields behind the house
                To seek the brook if still it ran;
                Not loth to have excuse to go,
                Because the autumn eve was fair
                (Though chill), because the fields were ours,
                And by the brook our woods were there.
                We ran as if to meet the moon
                That slowly dawned behind the trees,
                The barren boughs without the leaves,
                Without the birds, without the breeze.
                But once within the wood, we paused
                Like gnomes that hid us from the moon,
                Ready to run to hiding new
                With laughter when she found us soon.
                Each laid on other a staying hand
                To listen ere we dared to look,
                And in the hush we joined to make
                We heard, we knew we heard the brook.
                A note as from a single place,
                A slender tinkling fall that made
                Now drops that floated on the pool
                Like pearls, and now a silver blade.

(Frost wrote his poems on paper.)
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