desert places

• robert frost'un hayran oldugum muhtesem siirlerinden biri..
  
  snow falling and night falling fast, oh so fast
  in a field i looked into going past,
  and the ground almost covered smooth with snow,
  but a few weeds and stubble showing last.
  
  the woods around it have it - it is theirs
  all animals are smothered in their lairs.
  i am too absent-spirited to count;
  the loneliness includes me unawares.
  
  and lonely as it is that loneliness
  will be more lonely ere it will be less -
  a blanker whiteness of benighted snow
  with no expression, nothing to express.
  
  they cannot scare me with their empty spaces
  between stars - on stars where no human race is.
  i have it in me so much nearer home
  to scare myself with my own desert places.
• insanın içindeki boşluğun insansız uzaydan bile daha büyük olduğunu anlatır bu şiyir. stopping by woods on a snowy evening ile karlı gecelerde başarılı bir kombo oluşturur. (bkz: insanın içindeki boşluk)