Wednesday Poem: Fireflies in the Garden ~ Robert Frost


Fireflies in the Garden

Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can’t sustain the part.

Robert Frost

Robert Frost, “Fireflies in the Garden” from The Poetry of Robert Frost, edited by Edward Connery Lathem. Copyright 1928, 1969 by Henry Holt and Company, Inc., renewed © 1956 by Robert Frost. Reprinted with the permission of Henry Holt and Company, LLC.
Source: The Random House Book of Poetry for Children (1983)

Questing ~ Annie Marion Fox



In reaches, limitless of space, confined,
The flaming worlds in rhythmic order swing,
As thrice a million stars forever cling,
To the roof of the sky their daily round assigned.
Far distant realms, born of Eternal Mind,-
Ordained when Time’s first fitful pulses stirred,
Creation’s dawn beheld with vision blurred,
Those worlds from Chaos merge defined.

O worlds on worlds! Our beggared phrases fail,
Man mutely stands before your regnant power,
Pursues his quest to pierce beyond the veil,
Whence is your force unseen and whence your hour?
We groping scan unanswering skies in vain,
But he who seeks will yet the answer gain.

Annie Marion Fox