Life Ramblings

By Claire Gault

One of my favorite Robert Frost poems begins with, “Why make so much of fragmentary blue?” This line has resonated with me ever since reading it. In other words, why should we even celebrate the small things?

“Why make so much of fragmentary blue …. When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?” Because one day, our time will be spent elsewhere, even busier than we are now. Searching for the final destination, the “solid hue” neglects the here and now. The final destination is what we create along the way. We have the ability to learn guitar and fall in love and listen to others with all we have. These are the fragments that make us. These are the fragments of blue that piece together and create one beautiful sky.

I guess the point I’m trying to make would be summarized in this: celebrate your current position in life. Nothing in the future will perfectly fall into place without celebrating the small things – honeybees resting on your guitar, tea in the morning, fragmentary blue… A great expanse of bright blue sky exists, beyond the canopy of the trees. But for now, let’s lie under the pine needles and admire the moving shades of the shadows. Small beauties create a big beauty. Frost knew it and so do I.

“Why make so much of fragmentary blue
In here and there a bird, or butterfly,
Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,
When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?

Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)–
Though some savants make earth include the sky;
And blue so far above us comes so high,
It only gives our wish for blue a whet.”

– Robert Frost, 1923

 

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