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Poem by Robert Lee Frost


Design


I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth --
Assorted characters of death and blight
Mixed ready to begin the morning right,
Like the ingredients of a witchesТ broth --
A snow-drop spider, a flower like a froth,
And dead wings carried like a paper kite.

What had that flower to do with being white,
The wayside blue and innocent heal-all?
What brought the kindred spider to that height,
Then steered the white moth thither in the night?
What but design of darkness to appall?--
If design govern in a thing so small.



Robert Lee Frost


Robert Lee Frost's other poems:
  1. Hyla Brook
  2. Meeting and Passing
  3. The Mountain
  4. The Self-Seeker
  5. The Census-Taker


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