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🗓️ 23 July 2020
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0:36.8 | Welcome back to The Daily Poem. I'm David Kern, in today's Thursday, July 23, 2020. |
0:42.8 | And today's poem is by Robert Frost, the Great American Poet, who lived from 1874 to 1963. |
0:49.8 | He is, of course, the only poet to receive four Pulitzer Prizes for poetry and was awarded |
0:55.0 | the Congressional Gold Medal in 1960 for his poetry. |
0:58.0 | He was also the Poet Laureate of Vermont. |
1:00.0 | He's the godfather of American poetry, if you will, and it's worth turning to him every now |
1:06.0 | and then. |
1:07.0 | The poem that I'm going to read today is called The Tuft of Flowers, and it goes like this. |
1:14.6 | I went to turn the grass once after one who mowed it in the dew before the sun. |
1:21.3 | The dew was gone that made its blade so keen before I came to view the leveled scene. |
1:27.1 | I looked for him behind an aisle of trees. |
1:30.4 | I listened for his wet stone on the breeze. But he had gone away. The grass all moan, |
1:37.4 | and I must be, as he had been, alone. As all must be, I said within my heart, whether they work together or apart. |
1:50.0 | But as I said it, swift there passed me by on noiseless wing of a wildered butterfly, |
1:56.9 | seeking with memories grown dim or night, some resting flower of yesterday's delight. |
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