A Time to Talk

by Robert Frost (1916) — a poem card from Justes Mots

When a friend calls from the road, the work can wait — he thrusts his hoe in the ground and goes to talk.

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,…

Themes: friendship