The firm house lingers, though averse to square
With the new city street it has to wear A number in.
But what about the brook That held the house as in an elbow-crook?
I ask as one who knew the brook, its strength
And impulse, having dipped a finger length
And made it leap my knuckle, having tossed
A flower to try its currents where they crossed.
The meadow grass could be cemented down
From growing under pavements of a town;
The apple trees be sent to hearth-stone flame.
Is water wood to serve a brook the same?
How else dispose of an immortal force
No longer needed? Staunch it at its source
With cinder loads dumped down? The brook was
thrown Deep in a sewer dungeon under stone
In fetid darkness still to live and run –
And all for nothing it hd ever done
Except forget to go in fear perhaps.
No one would know except for ancient maps
That such a brook ran water. But I wonder
If from its being kept forever under
The thoughts may not have risen that so keep
This new-built city from both work and sleep.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Robert Frost's poem A Brook in the City

1 Comment

  1. Ashlyn Hearts says:

    Because of industrialization and growing urbanization, we have become disconnected with nature. This poem reminds me of a river in my city which has been turned into a sewer. We never knew our city once had a beautiful river until the older generation told us a story of it the other day. With the older generation fading away,it seems that the river will too. Nobody will remember it for the immortal force it once had been. Why do we seem to think that nature is no longer needed? It gave us everything and asked for nothing. The least we can do is be respectful but we would rather tear her down and ravish her in order to fulfill our whims and fancies.If we proceed in this way, rivers and mountains will be nothing more than wallpapers on our laptops and computers.

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