
The poem explores the speaker's relationship with nature and their own mortality. The rose Pogonias is a type of wild rose that blooms briefly in late summer. The speaker reflects on how this fleeting beauty serves as a reminder of life's transience, particularly their own. They express a sense of awe at the natural world's ability to thrive despite the inevitability of decay and death.
By Robert Frost · First published 1945 · Genre: Poetry, Pastoral, Nature · 203 words
A saturated meadow, Sun-shaped and jewel-small, A circle scarcely wider Than the trees around were tall; Where winds were quite excluded, And the air was stifling sweet With the breath of many flowers,-
A temple of the heat.
There we bowed us in the burning, As the sun's right worship is, To pick where none could miss them A thousand orchises; For though the grass was scattered, Yet every second spear Seemed tipped with wings of color, That tinged the atmosphere.
We raised a simple prayer Before we left the spot, That in the general mowing That place might be forgot; Or if not all so favoured, Obtain such grace of hours, That none should mow the grass there While so confused with flowers.
Rose Pogonias is listed on Textopian as a poem by Robert Frost, dated 1945 CE.
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Poetry · Nature · Symbolism · Imagery · Metaphor · Allegory · Folklore · Mythology · Rural Life · Seasonal Change · Love · Loss