And I always - as soon as I read this new poem, "Nothing New," by Frost, I thought it's essentially a version of "Dust Of Snow," which I think he wrote the following year. That poem stays in my brain.

Jay Parini, a Robert Frost biographer, on “Nothing New,” a poem Frost wrote in 1918, which is published for the first time in The New Yorker’s Anniversary Issue.

And I always - as soon as I read this new poem, "Nothing New," by Frost, I thought it's essentially a version of "Dust Of Snow," which I think he wrote the following year. That poem stays in my brain.