For Once, Then, Something by Robert Frost
"For Once, Then, Something" is a poem written by Robert Frost. This poem is about how, out of the middle of nowhere, the author saw something "white". He doesn't know exactly what it is, though. Could it be truth? Happiness? Or just some simple nonsense?
This poem is written as one stanza and is rhymed.
For Once, Then, Something Others taunt me with having knelt at well-curbs Always wrong to the light, so never seeing Deeper down in the well than where the water Gives me back in a shining surface picture Me myself in the summer heaven godlike Looking out of a wreath of fern and cloud puffs. Once, when trying with chin against a well-curb, I discerned, as I thought, beyond the picture, Through the picture, a something white, uncertain, Something more of the depths-and then I lost it. Water came to rebuke the too clear water. One drop fell from a fern, and lo, a ripple Shook whatever it was lay there at bottom, Blurred it, blotted it out. What was that whiteness? Truth? A pebble of quartz? For once, then, something.
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