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Monosyllabic
by
Carl Sandburg

Let me be monosyllabic to-day, O Lord.
Yesterday I loosed a snarl of words on a fool,
        on a child.
To-day, let me be monosyllabic . . . a crony of old men
        who wash sunlight in their fingers and
        enjoy slow-pacing clocks.

This poem is in the public domain.

 


Robert Frost (1874-1963) was born in San Francisco, but moved to Massachusetts with his family after his father's death in 1885 and, ultimately, lived in a number of homes and farms throughout New England. Though he attended several prestigious colleges and universities, he never graduated from any of them. Nonetheless, Robert spent most of his adult life teaching, receiving more than forty honorary degrees, along with four Pulitzer Prizes. Robert's interest in poetry started early; he published his first poem while in high school, sold his first poem at twenty, and by the age of forty, was one of America's best known and best loved poets. Rural life is a consistent theme in Robert's poetry, as is simplistic language that is pleasing to the ear; he felt strongly that poetry was best appreciated when read aloud.

 

 

 



Post New Comment:
Dorcas:
Time slow love.
Posted 07/24/2016 06:46 PM
transitions:
"Who wash sunlight in their fingers"...beautiful!
Posted 07/24/2016 05:28 PM
barbsteff:
but hardly monosyllabic!
Posted 07/24/2016 02:57 PM
blueskies:
Perfect > a righteous prayer cloak'd as a poem!
Posted 07/24/2016 11:22 AM
cork:
I like Robert Frost, but this is truly a Carl Sandburg poem. I love "Fog."
Posted 07/24/2016 09:38 AM
Jean :D:
This is my daily prayer! I struggle to tell a short "story" to friends & family. Kindness, that I can do well.
Posted 07/24/2016 09:11 AM
rhonasheridan:
Delightful
Posted 07/24/2016 09:06 AM
Newf:
Yes, and let those words be kind. This is wonderful poetry and a wonderful prayer.
Posted 07/24/2016 07:28 AM
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