when was looking for a sunset bird in winter written
“Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter” is a poem written by Robert Frost. It was first published in his collection of poems titled “In the Clearing” in 1962, which was published posthumously after his death.
The west was getting out of gold, The breath of air had died of cold, When shoeing home across the white, I thought I saw a bird alight.
In summer when I passed the place I had to stop and lift my face; A bird with an angelic gift Was singing in it sweet and swift.
No bird was singing in it now. A single leaf was on a bough, And that was all there was to see In going twice around the tree.
From my advantage on a hill I judged that such a crystal chill Was only adding frost to snow As gilt to gold that wouldn’t show.
A brush had left a crooked stroke Of what was either cloud or smoke From north to south across the blue; A piercing little star was through.