Hi, poetry people! 🙂
I am in the process of reading Frost’s “The Figure a Poem Makes” (during my lunch break at work, which is an appreciated break from filing). I’m moderately confused with his meaning at the top of the second page, where he says “We can have it in thought. Then it will go hard if we can’t in practice. Our lives for it.” The fragmentation of the sentences is confusing…any ideas?
Hope you’re all having marvelous breaks!