Fire and Ice by Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
I first stumbled upon this poem in the Valentine’s Day edition of my junior high school literary magazine. Maybe it was the hot pink pages and the red cover, maybe it was the fact that I had not read a single issue of the magazine until that day. I don’t know for sure, but I picked up a copy from the library table and stuffed it in my bag. It was days later before I opened the pages and scanned hastily through the contents. Poerty was not my thing, after all. Then, amongst the prettily decorated pages I found a poem that especially struck me. Fire and Ice was so powerful while at the same time so simple with its rhymed lines. By the end of the week I had committed this poem to memory. Years later, I still find myself reciting it.
Writing short stories and novels has always been my passion, but poetry will always hold a very special place in my heart all because of the chance reading of a poem by Robert Frost typed on hot pink paper.