Peril of Hope

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Thu, Apr 18, 2013

Poem in Your Pocket

By Robert Frost
Submitted by John McNeill (Electrical and Computer Engineering)

It is right in there
Betwixt and between
The orchard bare
And the orchard green,

When the boughs are right
In a flowery burst
Of pink and white,
That we fear the worst.

For there’s not a clime
But at any cost
Will take that time
For a night of frost.

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One Response to “Peril of Hope”

  1. kboudreau Says:

    John writes: “Around this time of year, with apple trees in my yard, I always think of Robert Frost’s “Peril of Hope.” But of course like most Frost poems it’s about more than apple trees, and after last Monday I thought of this one again.”