Fragmentary Blue  35527

Locations in Harold's Library

• The Poetry of Robert Frost: The Collected Poems (book)
  • page 220

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            [0] => Why make so much of fragmentary blue / In here and there a bird, or butterfly, / Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, / When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue? /  / Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)— / Though some savants make earth include the sky; / And blue so far above us comes so high, / It only gives our wish for blue a whet.|c
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