"Sad Life"

Did you ever read the life of Robert Frost? He seemed to be a restless one with lots of relocating and changing of employment. There was obviously mental illness in his maternal family as well as Frost himself experiencing hearing voices, etc. He went on to bear children who also had emotional issues with one son committing suicide. I wonder if any of these influences were responsible for some of his poetry. It is interesting to me to see other people's lives and how the routine act of living and being affect what they do with their future. I am sharing one of his poems with you:

RELUCTANCE

by: Robert Frost

Out through the fields and the woods

And over the walls I have wended;

I have climbed the hills of view

And looked at the world, and descended;

I have come by the highway home,

And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground, Save those that the oak is keeping

To ravel them one by one

And let them go scraping and creeping

Out over the crusted snow, When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,

No longer blown hither and thither;

The last lone aster is gone;

The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;

The heart is still aching to seek,

but the feet question 'Whither?' Ah, when to the heart of man

Was it ever less than a treason

To go with the drift of things,

To yield with a grace to reason,

And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?