The Telephone -- Robert Frost

Guest poem sent in by Radhika Gowaikar

(Poem #1324) The Telephone "When I was just as far as I could walk From here to-day, There was an hour All still When leaning with my head against a flower I heard you talk. Don't say I didn't, for I heard you say-- You spoke from that flower on the window sill-- Do you remember what it was you said?" "First tell me what it was you thought you heard." "Having found the flower and driven a bee away, I leaned my head, And holding by the stalk, I listened and I thought I caught the word-- What was it? Did you call me by my name? Or did you say-- *Someone* said 'Come' -- I heard it as I bowed." "I may have thought as much, but not aloud." "Well, so I came." -- Robert Frost

Text within *s in italics.
From Louis Untermeyer's 'Robert Frost's Poems.'

I like Robert Frost. Usually, it is the way his intellect and wit
simultaneously shine through his verse that I appreciate most. But this
poem appeals to me differently. I like its simplicity (and that of its
characters) and the 'telephone' is just such a sweet notion. The
artlessness of the "Well, so I came." always makes me smile. I think this
poem shows a different facet of the genius that is Frost.

Radhika Gowaikar