I welcome the time…

 

I decided to entertain myself at breakfast in the Linden Ponds Café

by doing this little re-write

of Robert Frost’s memorable sidelight poem, “A Time to Talk.”

I kept his rhythm and rhyme, I made the text a bit smoother,

I think I preserved his earthy friendly tone.

 

A Time to Talk, Rick’s version

 

When a friend calls down to me from the road

   and slows his horse to just a walk,

I don’t stand still and look around

   on all the hills I haven’t hoed,

and shout from where I am: “What is it?”

I know to welcome time to talk.

I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,

blade-end up and five feet tall,

I start to climb to the old stone wall

   for a friendly visit.

 

February 3, 2025

Hingham, MA

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Frost’s original version, it’s in the public domain:

 

A Time to Talk

Robert Frost (1874-1963)

 

When a friend calls to me from the road

And slows his horse to a meaning walk,

I don’t stand still and look around

On all the hills I haven’t hoed,

And shout from where I am, What is it?

No, not as there is a time to talk.

I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,

Blade-end up and five feet tall,

And plod: I go up to the stone wall

For a friendly visit.

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2026 All rights reserved.

 

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