Fridays with Frost

Design

I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth —
Assorted characters of death and blight
Mixed ready to begin the morning right,
Like the ingredients of a witches’ broth —
A snow-drop spider, a flower like a froth,
And dead wings carried like a paper kite.

What had that flower to do with being white,
The wayside blue and innocent heal-all?
What brought the kindred spider to that height,
Then steered the white moth thither in the night?
What but design of darkness to appall?–
If design govern in a thing so small.ย 

Robert Frost

Advertisements

6 responses to “Fridays with Frost

  1. I love that you share Frost poems I don’t know. Happy Friday!

  2. I’m on a mission to understand and appreciate poetry better so I’ll be checking out more of your Fridays with Frost posts ๐Ÿ™‚ I did like this one a lot ๐Ÿ™‚

    • What a lovely mission, but do try to remember that sometimes appreciation can come without complete understanding. At least I find that to be helpful. Sometimes I have difficulty in discerning the meaning, but still enjoy the rhythm and imagery.

  3. Ok…this one conjures up some icky feelings in me lol. And, I am not even afraid of spiders. But the details when reading bring images for sure.