The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

I, to you, am lost in the gorgeous errors of flesh.

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These tears are shaken from the wrath-bearing tree.

If you read my poems in the most literal sense, you obviously need to rethink some things.

Plot twist: I'm only 23 years old #LeapYearBirthdaysFTW

I am so proud of my son, Alexander. He is the best son a father could ask for.

@Rittenhouse08 Well, some of my more popular works have been "To David, On His Education," "A Life," and "Ozymandias II."

@Rittenhouse08 Not to brag or anything, but I was a Poet Laureate twice, I received the National Book Award, and Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.

Once in awhile you have a thought, and you rhyme it.

Robert Frost had always said you mustn't think of the last line first, or it's only a fake poem, not a real one. I'm inclined to agree.

When modern writers gave up telling stories, they gave up the greatest thing we had.

When you write it doesn't occur to you that somebody could think different from what you do.

@Rittenhouse08 LOL I guess people just like what I love!

Making dinner with my beautiful wife, Margret.

The secrets of success are a good wife and a steady job. My wife told me.

A student recently submitted this to me as an assignment where she had to pose as me and analyze a poem of mine. Pt1

Here's Pt2

And Pt3