Best Poem of Robert Frost

The Door In The Dark
In going from room to room in the dark,
I reached out blindly to save my face,
But neglected, however lightly, to lace
My fingers and close my arms in an arc.
A slim door got in past my guard,
And hit me a blow in the head so hard
I had my native simile jarred.
So people and things don't pair any more
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But Outer Space
But outer Space,
At least this far,
For all the fuss
Of the populace
Stays more popular
Than populous . . .
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