The Line-Gang by Robert Frost

View this email on a browser Forward to a friend June 8, 2014   The Line-Gang   Robert Frost

Here come the line-gang pioneering by. They throw a forest down less cut than broken. They plant dead trees for living, and the dead They string together with a living thread. They string an instrument against the sky Wherein words whether beaten out or spoken Will run as hushed as when they were a thought But in no hush they string it: they go past With shouts afar to pull the cable taut, To hold it hard until they make it fast, To ease away—they have it. With a laugh, An oath of towns that set the wild at naught They bring the telephone and telegraph.            This poem is in the public domain. About This Poem   “The Line-Gang” was published in Robert Frost’s poetry collection Mountain Interval (Henry Holt and Company, 1916).   Robert Frost was born on March 26, 1874, in San Francisco, California. By the 1920s, he was the most celebrated poet in America, and with each new collection, his fame and honors—including four Pulitzer Prizes—increased. Frost lived and taught for many years in Massachusetts and Vermont, and died in Boston on January 29, 1963. Poetry by Frost   Robert Frost: Collected Poems, Prose, and Plays (Library of America, 1995) “Vertical ” by Linda Pastan “If You Go into the Woods You Will Find It Has a Technology” by Heather Christle “Madam and the Phone Bill” by Langston Hughes Poem-a-Day   Launched during National Poetry Month in 2006, Poem-a-Day features new and previously unpublished poems by contemporary poets on weekdays and classic poems on weekends. Thanks for being a part of the Academy of American Poets community. To learn about other programs, including National Poetry Month, Poem in Your Pocket Day, the annual Poets Forum, and more, visit Poets.org.   You are receiving this e-mail because you elected to subscribe to our mailing list. If you would like to unsubscribe, please click here.   © Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038