February 18, 2015 by .

Poetry: New England

Here where the wind is always north-north-east

And children learn to walk on frozen toes,

Wonder begets an envy of all those

Who boil elsewhere with such a lyric yeast

–Edwin Arlington Robinson

3 thoughts on “Poetry: New England”

Kathy Lanza | April 16, 2015 at 2:44 pm

Interesting pair: picture and poem.

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- mikepoblete | April 19, 2015 at 9:32 pm
  
  K:
  
  You are still not listed as one of my followers. I received the message you posted on Poetry New England, but you are still not listed as a follower.
  
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mikepoblete | April 18, 2015 at 8:45 pm

Thanks Kathy – were you able to go on and follow me?

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