The worst poem written by Robert Frost in my opinion
would have to be “Hyla Brook” which was a poem he wrote for his book known as “Mountain Interval”
published in 1916. This poem didn’t make any sense to me and I still have a very hard time understanding what it is
talking about. It makes good use of Similes, like in the sixth line “Like ghost of sleigh-bells in a ghost of snow”
and also Assonance at the end of the 10th and 11th lines when it rhymes sheet and heat. Although it
incorporates these poetic terms into its lines, they do little to help establish an underlying meaning or understanding that
readily stands out.
"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on. "