Sunday, 1 January 2012

Robert Frost - the greatest poet never to have worked for the Daily Express

A still from H.I.'s Christmas present to me.
As she said, Robert Frost should have written for Rupert Bear.
He had it all.


A Considerable Speck

A speck that would have been beneath my sight

On any but a paper sheet so white

Set off across what I had written there.

And I had idly poised my pen in air

To stop it with a period of ink

When something strange about it made me think,

This was no dust speck by my breathing blown,

But unmistakably a living mite

With inclinations it could call its own.

It paused as with suspicion of my pen,

And then came racing wildly on again

To where my manuscript was not yet dry;

Then paused again and either drank or smelt--

With loathing, for again it turned to fly.

Plainly with an intelligence I dealt.

It seemed too tiny to have room for feet,

Yet must have had a set of them complete

To express how much it didn't want to die.

It ran with terror and with cunning crept.

It faltered: I could see it hesitate;

Then in the middle of the open sheet

Cower down in desperation to accept

Whatever I accorded it of fate.

I have none of the tenderer-than-thou

Collectivistic regimenting love

With which the modern world is being swept.

But this poor microscopic item now!

Since it was nothing I knew evil of

I let it lie there till I hope it slept.

I have a mind myself and recognize

Mind when I meet with it in any guise

No one can know how glad I am to find

On any sheet the least display of mind.

Robert Frost


  1. Beautiful poetry by that Rupert says he will carry his friend. Isn't that what a good friend would do??

    PS. I am NOT Greek...but am a bit English, don't know WHAT part that is either?! Geer was my great-great-great + grandmother's family name from Heavitree, England. They came over during the Revolutionary War and fought as the Green Mountain Boys...grandma says they were fighting over the right to make!

  2. I wonder if you remember my very large, anti-racism, Rupert painting entitled...

    Said Rupert, yes this Coon and me
    are bound to live in harmony.

    I think McGonagall could have written for Rupert too.

  3. I quite like some of the poems by Robert Frost. I only discovered Rupert when I was an adult as they had a cartoon show here based on his adventures. Not quite politically correct today but my much older brother tells me it was a good read in his day.

  4. Now you're talking! Stopping by woods on a snowy evening is my favourite poem and I profess not to like poetry at all!

  5. ... but I have promises to keep...

  6. That sounds like a Lenny Henry line, Donna: "Got any English in you? Would like like some?"

    I confess I don't remember that picture, Cro - I wonder if it was as misunderstood as my giant, red, white and black painting of a nazi flag, which almost got me thrown out of college?