I enjoyed reading Robert Frost's poems this week. What I really like is the way he parallels man and nature. An example of this is in the poem "Birches." The trees could have been bent by the ice storm, or perhaps they were curved by a young boy at play. I believe in Frost's mind the later was the more enchanting choice. This poem was one of my favorites this week. The imagery of a boy climbing higher and higher and then, SWOOSH, bending down to earth on the feathery bough was magical. And the picture Frost painted, with his words, about the ice storm was just as compelling. His descriptions of the branches clicking together, bending under the weight of the ice, and finally shattering was very appropriate and realistic.
The second poem that caught my attention, for completely different reasons was "Home Burial." This poem was full of anger, sadness, and despair. The anguish felt by the woman was evident through the whole poem. She couldn't understand how the man could go on as though nothing had happened, and she was angered by his seeming lack of emotion. On the other hand, the man didn't understand why the woman was so upset or why she was taking it so hard. They just couldn't relate to each others different ways of dealing with the loss. I think this happens often when a couple losses a child. One wears his/her grief on the outside while the other internalizes his/her feelings. I have heard of this breaking up many relationships because the people involved just cannot empathize with one another.
A third poem I really liked was "For Once, Then Something." I guess the reason I enjoyed this poem was because of the meaning I picked up, and not so much the imagery that drew me to the other two poems. To me it had to do with taking the time to look deeper in order to find out what is truly below the surface in any given situation. Sometimes you will be suprised by what you find. I also think Frost was making a statement about patience. If you do not slow down and appreciate the moment, you may miss the beauty of those fleeting flashes of clarity which will be gone before you know it.
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