Daughter Rebecca teaches Frost in her poetry class, Vicki used to teach his work way back when, and, on a good day, I can paraphrase the first line from one of his poems. So we had to visit "The Frost Place" near Franconia, NH.
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| Perhaps not authentic |
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The Frost Place...he bought it and lived in it for 5
years, then sold it back but rented it for summers
in many succeeding years |
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The Poetry Barn is a sort of combined museum/gift
shoppe, theater (excellent film on Frost) |
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| Nice front porch view of Mt. Washington |
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| Translations |
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| A Morris chair and writing desk he actually used |
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A typical issue of Life...Frost, including
several new poems, Jackie, Nixon...sigh |
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| Some of his regular venues |
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A quarter mile walk in the woods featuring Frost
poems |
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| "...in a yellow wood..." |
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A special place, the last day it was open for the
season...but we had to get back on the road and
to the leaves |
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