A description of strength in imagination from a poem by robert frosts birches
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He begins by recording that day's response to the observable beauty which can be attributed to nature's transforming and creative powers and then speculates on the comparative merits of man and nature.
They click upon themselves As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.
The setting of the poem as well as the time of year in which it takes place, springtime, pulls the poet as well as the reader in the state of mind for imagination and discovery.
While the poet recognizes man's great capacity to maintain strength in the face of diminishment, Frost then proceeds to remind us of our mortality and emotional vulnerability reflected in the image of the birch trees.
Each of us is disillusioned in life. Overview[ edit ] Written in conversational language, the poem constantly moves between imagination and fact, from reverie to reflection. He wants to come back to this earth, because to the speaker, the earth is, though not perfect, a better place for going on.
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The kind of explication I forbid," he said self-consciously. In this sense Frost's poem may stand as a qualified reply to Thoreau's recurrent strain of illimitable nature worship. Could not conceive what it was. Nature is the child's way of escaping solitude, and thus becomes Frosts' refuge. The speaker says he also was a swinger of birches when he was a boy and wishes to be so now. In these pages Thoreau reserves his approval for the landscape transformed by ice and snow and the few men who make an appearance intrude momentarily along nature's periphery. Frost also loved Mother Goose and acknowledged its influence, audible in the one poem out of all his work he felt approached perfection, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, which, indeed, is no less than a haunting adult nursery rhyme in 16 unfaltering iambic tetrameter lines. In writing this poem, Frost was inspired by his childhood experience with swinging on birches, which was a popular game for children in rural areas of New England during the time. The poem entertains successfully first before it lowers its revelatory boom, exciting the reader with not only the thrill of birch-swinging, but by introducing a dispute at mid-poem. When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
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