There is a little lightning in his eyes. <br />Iron at the mouth. <br />His brows ride neither too far up nor down. <br /> <br />He is splendid. With a place to stand. <br /> <br />Some glowing in the common blood. <br />Some specialness within.<br /><br />Gwendolyn Brooks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/of-robert-frost/
