Another way San Francisco helped with poetry creation was the way it helped Robert Frost.
Robert Frost's poetry is much from the climate and land of New England. Robert Frost lived his first ten years in San Francisco. Anyone's first ten year, if it's all in one place they think below thinking, this is the deal, this is how it is.
So Robert young had to be thinking that, that he had land and climate down, and then at ten, he was in New England. He noticed and noticed for a long time.
"Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening"--not something you do in San Francisco.
"The Education of Henry Adams" is written by Henry Adams, in the third person, by himself. The first part is worth reading, standing at a bookstore or whatever, even if you don't read the rest, because it is about, vividly, the difference between the New England winters in town and the New England summers on the farm, which was what happened in his first ten years or more. Fierce contrast yearly--nothing in San Francisco weather is as different from other parts of San Francisco weather as New England summers and winters.
In front of the Hyatt Regency by the bay, near the beginning of the less famous cable car route is a pretty good, non-looming stone noting of Robert Frost's having been here. It's like a stone cylinder with the top cut at a slant and resting on it a metal plaque noting that he was here some and next to the words a good likeness down in metal relief.
He was here and it helped him, I think, be in the there he was famous for better.
Robert Frost's poetry is much from the climate and land of New England. Robert Frost lived his first ten years in San Francisco. Anyone's first ten year, if it's all in one place they think below thinking, this is the deal, this is how it is.
So Robert young had to be thinking that, that he had land and climate down, and then at ten, he was in New England. He noticed and noticed for a long time.
"Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening"--not something you do in San Francisco.
"The Education of Henry Adams" is written by Henry Adams, in the third person, by himself. The first part is worth reading, standing at a bookstore or whatever, even if you don't read the rest, because it is about, vividly, the difference between the New England winters in town and the New England summers on the farm, which was what happened in his first ten years or more. Fierce contrast yearly--nothing in San Francisco weather is as different from other parts of San Francisco weather as New England summers and winters.
In front of the Hyatt Regency by the bay, near the beginning of the less famous cable car route is a pretty good, non-looming stone noting of Robert Frost's having been here. It's like a stone cylinder with the top cut at a slant and resting on it a metal plaque noting that he was here some and next to the words a good likeness down in metal relief.
He was here and it helped him, I think, be in the there he was famous for better.
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