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Comment 18 of 118, added on May 8th, 2008 at 1:49 PM.

the first time i read the poem, all i could think about was what he used to
set a mood. Usually, when an author uses sentences like "faded earth, heavy
sky," it is to set a gloomy mood in which he succeeds. I thought it was
about a woman who was changing his life, and broadening his view of the
world. But then I read it again and again, and i think that the poem really
has to do with him, and only him. He can choose to dislike and begrudge
change, gloominess, and desolation. But he doesnt- he learns to embrace it
and realize that theres something meaningful in every detail. He can't deny
his sorrow, but he doesn't succumb to it, he uses it to change his views on
the world. It can be interpreted many ways though- and i think the way that
people see it is what tells more about them, which i think poets are always
trying to tell their readers.

Mercedes from United States
Comment 17 of 118, added on June 21st, 2007 at 6:18 AM.

I am happy to read all this succes: you deserve it completely. Proud to
work with you in Boston, next june. Please, take all the good thoughts
streaming from my heart to you...

Mistifica from Morocco
Comment 16 of 118, added on June 17th, 2007 at 2:03 AM.

I am happy to read all this succes: you deserve it completely. Proud to
work with you in Boston, next june. Please, take all the good thoughts
streaming from my heart to you...

Mistifica from Moldova
Comment 15 of 118, added on June 9th, 2007 at 9:15 PM.

Fiona Cameron noted two transcription mistakes. There is another, The
next to the last line should read, :|"But it were vain to tell her so," not
"he so". If you are going to post poetry, make certain to quote it
accurately, or don't post it.

Chris Coughlin from United States
Comment 14 of 118, added on April 19th, 2007 at 10:03 AM.

When i hear this poem it reminds me of the loves i have lost and the loves
i have had and the loves that are still to come....

Danny from United States
Comment 13 of 118, added on January 14th, 2007 at 8:47 PM.

I took this poem to mean that you have to fight the urge to give in to the
depression, but after my father read it to me, and i listened to what he
thought. i now believe that the whole message of the poem is that the fact
is that fall is the winding down season. It is the season of less day-light
and little outdoor activities (in general). It can feel quite lonely and
depressing just to look outside, but you have to realize that everyone is
feeling similar to you. Instead of denying that you are depressed and
slowly succumbing to it without realizing and have it become part of you,
you should just realize that it happens every year, stick it out, and it
will be over in a couple months.

Steve M from United States
Comment 12 of 118, added on April 15th, 2006 at 2:08 PM.

I believe that in this poem Frost is speaking of his wife. It was written
after they moved back to the United States from England and after thier son
committed suicied as well as after thier eldest daughter having to be
commited to a hospital for the mentaly insane. Both Frost and his wife had
been through a lot and still they held thier family togeather. Frost
commited many that the most important things to him were his family first
and then his writing. his wife was in his words his inspiration.

G.Kats from United States
Comment 11 of 118, added on March 13th, 2006 at 11:43 PM.

This is one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost, or anybody, for that
matter. I think it speaks of a depression not only one might feel at the
close of a year/ season, but of our life as well. It definitely alludes to
what I've interpreted as suicide. It seems vaguely optimistic, though, in
the the end:
"...but they are better for her praise."
Perhaps Frost is refering to that when we've gone through depression, we
begin to appreciate certain things. I dunno...I just love it.

Jess Cerqueira from United States
Comment 10 of 118, added on March 6th, 2006 at 7:33 AM.

The first line of the poem starts with “My Sorrow.” This part may be
interpreted in many different ways. The first way to see it may be as an
uninvited guest, someone who he loathes to see. This person, most likely a
girl, is the cause of all his troubles. His life is fine and smooth until
she comes along. When he sees the girl, he feels that she is like autumn,
desolate and bare. It starts with “ My sorrow,” which can mean that it is
the girl. It is obvious that the girl has much different taste from him.
Everything the girl likes he dislikes. Like the “ she is glad that the
birds are gone,” suggests her personality. She sees beauty in the
desolateness, which the narrator disagrees with. She obviously has
different tastes from him, and he is constantly trying to argue with her.
Maybe someone from his childhood, when they were younger. A friend, but a
person with an entirely different viewpoint from him. Thus, this kind of
debates he loves.

He can be just talking about a nuisance. When autumn comes, he engages
with her a debate. About what beauty is, which of the seasons have the most
beauty in it. Autumn is where everything is bare. So there is a certain
neatness and sadness in it. This sadness can be translated into a piece of
art. Of course, the narrator prefers it to be bright and colorful, like
summer. They may be attached, and thus this debate always ensures. No
matter what he does, he realizes that he cannot appreciate autumn to the
same extent as the girl. Even he himself acknowledges that. In the end, he
grudgingly says that he is starting to see from her perspective, however,
he himself can never fully appreciate the beauty in desolation.

The first It is a complex story about two complex people. After she died,
Frost said that she was the unspoken half of everything he ever wrote. They
were married for 40 years. He told his children that most of his poems were
written to her - he dedicated all his early books (until her death in 1938)
to her. Think of all the different meanings of "My Sorrow" - her sorrow is
his sorrow, he possesses her grief, and he is the cause of her grief, that
she is a sorrow to him. (I do not think the later was the case)

Subject Matter: Its about his memories. This poem, like all the others, is
dedicated to his wife. Thus, the subject matter is obviously about her. The
word “she” is repeated 7 times in the poem, which shows his affection for
her. In addition, he seems to be learning from her, like he finally sees
things her way.

Imagery: In the poem, the poet uses many metaphors to describe his
sorrows. He uses figurative languages to help us visualize the picture he
writes.


Ryan Goh from Singapore
Comment 9 of 118, added on October 23rd, 2005 at 8:30 AM.

in my point of views, this poem is about the sorrows that persona feels.
his life is conquered by his sorrow which seems to be very pleased and at
the same affect the persona. the "sorrow" that he feels get along with the
withered tree which appears to carry negative connotation.the persona find
that the he is losing to his sorrow.

md hanafiah from Malaysia

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Poet: Robert Frost
Poem: 3. My November Guest
Volume: A Boy's Will
Year: 1913
Added: Feb 1 2004
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Poem of the Day: Mar 21 2009


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