Week 325: Meeting and Passing, by Robert Frost

Robert Frost was a fine poetic chronicler of marital disharmony, as attested by such poems as ‘Home Burial’, ‘The Subverted Flower’ and ‘The Thatch’. But this poem is one of a love still unshadowed by the tragic events and stresses of his life, about that sweet unrepeatable time when a couple are first exploring the territory of each other’s life and identity. If you want an object lesson in what simplicity of language can achieve, look at the closing two lines.

Meeting and Passing

As I went down the hill along the wall
There was a gate I had leaned at for the view
And had just turned from when I first saw you
As you came up the hill. We met. But all
We did that day was mingle great and small
Footprints in summer dust as if we drew
The figure of our being less than two
But more than one as yet. Your parasol

Pointed the decimal off with one deep thrust.
And all the time we talked you seemed to see
Something down there to smile at in the dust.
(Oh, it was without prejudice to me!)
Afterward I went past what you had passed
Before we met and you what I had passed.

Robert Frost

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2 thoughts on “Week 325: Meeting and Passing, by Robert Frost

  1. “And you what I had passed”..I don’t understand.not simple at all.

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    • Oh, I thought the closing two lines just meant ‘Then after that first meeting, I got to know about your life and the things you’d done before I met you and you got to know about my life and the things I’d done before you met me’. The lines might be a little elliptical but I didn’t think they were obscure: then again, I could be missing something!

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