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Carol Frost

1948- , Lowell , MA , United States
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In 1948, Carol Frost was born in Lowell, Massachusetts. She was raised in the Northeast with an identical twin, and spent a year in her mother's hometown of Vienna, where German became the first language she spoke. As a child, she first discovered poetry in Tennyson's Idylls of the King, soon followed by the work of John Donne, Gerard Manley Hopkins, and Wallace Stevens.

She was educated at Sorbonne in Paris, received a BA in English in 1967 from the State University College at Oneonta, NY, and a master's in Literature and Creative Writing in 1977 from Syracuse University.

Her first collection was the chapbook The Salt Lesson published in 1976 by Graywolf Press, followed shortly by Liar's Dice (Ithaca House, 1978). She is the author of numerous books of poetry including: Entwined: Three Lyric Sequences (Tupelo Press, 2014); Honeycomb: Poems (Triquarterly Books, 2010); The Queen’s Desertion (2006), I Will Say Beauty (2003), and Love and Scorn, New and Selected Poems (2000).

Her awards and honors include two fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts, four Pushcart Prizes, and a Teacher/Scholar Award and grants from Hartwick College. Frost has taught most recently at SUNY Potsdam, New England College, Bucknell University, and Hartwick College. She is now a professor of English and the Alfond Chair in Creative Writing at Rollins College, in Winter Park, Florida.

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Whatever hid the sun and moon inside a mountain
brought people there to found the night
where a city swans on river water
laving with light each passing wake,
mesmerizing a couple on the riverbrink.
They seem unaware what is myth
or real, taken up, as it were, by a swan’s bill



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This is what life is really like.
This is what life is really like.
This is what life is really like every day.

—Gray Parrot, Vienna, 1943.

In the circus animals’ diary: “And all this was destroyed in ninety minutes.”
Makeshift forests