Below The Spruce

A bit of fun, nothing too serious.

ON HEARING FROST’S “THE ROAD NOT TAKEN” USED TO SELL FORD CARS

Surprised I am a poem is used
to raise the capitalist machine,
and find it too can take a cruise
where “no step had trodden black” the scene.

Recession this, Recession that,
they’ll ever fight it how they can:
it’s kind of clever, you must admit,
to use what’s most American.

What would the poet say to see
his artwork thrifted in this way,
not laying where it used to be
in old texts books night and day?

There’s something in it I suppose:
a poem’s a road not many know.

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