‘We dance round in a ring and suppose, But the Secrets sits in the middle and knows’ Robert Frost, ‘The Secret Sits’ Robert Frost’s ‘The Secret Sits’ expresses the expansive economy characteristic of the very best poetry. For the best poems are those that accomplish much more in their evocation than appears quantitatively possible. The …
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No Gods, No Masters 