After three years in England, Robert Frost returned to America in 1915 with two hopes. One was that he might build at home upon the reputation he had earned abroad for his first two books of poetry. The British had been first to publish Frost, and first to praise him, but he was already forty-one years old and confessed to ambition of "astonishing magnitude." There was some urgency that poems so rooted in America should now flourish there.
The other hope was to find "a farm in New England where I could live cheap and get Yankier and Yankier." Within four months Frost had forty-five acres and a livable farmhouse -- no furnace, no bathroom -- in the White Mountains of New Hampshire ... FULL STORY »
