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Comment 44 of 144, added on January 6th, 2008 at 3:21 PM.
Life is something we can discuss after passing through it.It's immposible
before death.Why not talking about trees then.They can't walk and can bear
everything silently and with indignity.This noblety of trees,even the
tender ones,irritates us.It's poem of fighting,I think.
Temenuga from Bulgaria
Comment 43 of 144, added on January 4th, 2008 at 2:39 AM.
Frosts brilliance comes with his moments of cognition. Well, let me say
that I might believe that all great poetry is born from a fleeting moment
of brilliant cognition, that second when god seems to speak to you. And you
understand the world. I mean, you don't understand the whole damn thing,
but one part of the world, your part becomes crystal clear. The moment may
happen when you're watching water wash over a windshield or when a spider
is stuck in the bathtub. And those images will become a metaphor, like the
world is speaking to you. I think everyone has had a moment like that, when
you feel like poetry is the only way to express it. Perhaps I measure
poetry looking for that cognition only after reading Frost. He seems to
explain what it's like to be in that moment.
In Birches, like others of his work, he takes us through the symbols,
memories, and thoughts that he had one moment while he noticed birch trees
all bent over. And he reflected on his own nostalgia, that he swung from
trees as a kid, even while admitting that these trees are likely bent by
nature. (We had a huge willow tree where I grew up, we would swing from it
like Tarzan. I will never forget that.)
I believe Frost wrote this poem in his early 40s, at a time when many men
first start "feeling" the effects of aging. Stiff joints. And realizing
that what seems to be the truth, our past, becomes a story, really, clouded
by nostalgia. The temptation is to see the bent over birches and imagine
swinging from them. But the sensual reality is that they are bent from the
weather. The temptation is to "tame" all of the birch trees, out of a
childish playfulness and boredom.
At the time birch trees might have conjured images of corporal punishment,
a switch. I don't think he could have written the poem without alluding to
it somehow. The stinging in the eye. But the poem isn't about punishment. I
mean, daddy can spank me for going into the brier patch, but it hardly
matters, because life, the brier patch it's self, will extract a punishment
with it's thorns. Life comes with scratches, and it's as annoying as hell.
That can be too much, sometimes. It wears you down and you do want to stop
the merry-go-round, and get off once and a while. But Frost would come
back, because he can't imagine love without life, here. This poem seems to
be his case for re-incarnation. He wrote this poem when few americans
thought about re-incarnation, even though in his formative years the US was
experiencing a 'Psychic' or 'new age' sort of craze.
You spend your youth, your life, learning to climb the trees, fearlessly
but carefully. Learning to live life (tree of life) fearlessly but
carefully. And then you climb to the very top, how Frost wants it to be,
you climb to heaven and the tree gently swings you back to earth again, in
new life. He proclaims he's a "swinger of birches", like he's found his
religion, like you would aver that you are a Hindu or a Spiritualist. "One
could do worse than be a swinger of birches."
The poem is about life and only in that way does it relate to sex. because
without sex the human race would die and there would be no life. But Frost
doesn't allude to that. You know sometimes a birch tree isn't a cigar.
beadbud from United States
Comment 42 of 144, added on December 20th, 2007 at 8:29 PM.
“And life is too much like a pathless wood where your face burns and
tickles with the cobwebs broken across it, and one is weeping from twigs
having lashed across it open.” Why is this image of love filled with such
from United States
Comment 41 of 144, added on August 19th, 2007 at 4:55 PM.
Wow, i, like many who have or are reading this poem, am reading it for
first of all, for all of those people who only see or think Frosts' poem,
Birches has sexual meaning is not really analyzing very well or looking at
it. it takes more than that. u can almost read anything and turn it to
I believe this poem is about looking back and wanting innocence, fun,
happiness and the joys of youth. its not jus about the boy swinging and
enjoying life. The birches can symbolize poeple or a person. People grow
old and tired not by their youthful and fun experiences but throw hard
times. "But swinging doesn't bend then down to stay. Ice storms do that."
Birches shed leaves like humans shed youth. both are such beautiful things
" you'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen." also like people." once
they are bowed for so long, they never right themselves." they jus age.
the narrator says how he'd rather have a boy swinging bend the birches. its
shows the signaficance of youth, innocence and happiness. wouldnt you want
to grow old by the feel of freedon and happiness instead of by hard times
and obsticals of life? no, its not possible but it is a feel good fantasy.
the boy swinging shows the wonderful part of youth that gives u the will
power and drive to be brave and andventurous, yet there is always a limit
or self protection that is in the mindset. " "and so not carrying the tree
away clear to the ground" even. . ."with the same pains you use to fill a
cup to the brim. . ."
At the last part, the narrator goes back to his reality more. He says how
he would like away and swing on a birch or get away from reality when life
is going nowhere and he is aged and lonely/ " and one eye is weepiong from
a twig's having lashed it across it open" which can be seen as having ur
heart broken or slashed from a relationship or situation. he'd like to go
away and come back to start over. he doesnt want every thing to fade away
or go away for ever but only to revisit thhe happiness that he once had. "
Earth's the right place for love," love, the love of happiness and
experiences. going back to that memory but also coming back. you can not
live in happiness or memories forever but having them with u in life helps
u move on. . .
"one could do worse than be a swinger of branches. . ."
Brittany from United States
Comment 40 of 144, added on June 1st, 2007 at 7:16 AM.
Im doing a project for my one class and one question is "why did he write
it?" and I dont know what it is could someone please help me??
Comment 39 of 144, added on February 26th, 2007 at 8:10 PM.
This poem definitly contains a great deal of sexual imagery..."could play
alone, took the stiffness out of them, hung limp, not launching out too
soon, fill a cup, up to the brim" youre kidding youreself if you think
Frost put all of these images together out of chance, it represence his
childhood innocence and fantasies.
Eric from United States
Comment 38 of 144, added on May 30th, 2006 at 2:40 PM.
birches...ah birches...even the mention of that tree gets me hot and
sweaty, 4 some guy on horse action. i also love the subverted flower. it
reminds me of the morning dawn. lol. ps. i would give my right arm 4 a sex
toy that was the same shape and rough texture of a birch LOG. who cares if
i bleed 2 death??
Birchey McBirch from Uzbekistan
Comment 37 of 144, added on April 26th, 2006 at 11:15 PM.
Im Writing a poetry paper on this poem and found that the main themes of
the poem were the joys of innocence and how the old painful memories of the
past will not break ou but will never fade completley from your memory
Lidia from United States
Comment 36 of 144, added on April 10th, 2006 at 5:27 PM.
I quite enjoy Mr.Frost's poetry, this poem is another great example of
Mr.Frosts' talents. I fail to see any sexual context in it at all
though...contrary to many posts.
LitLover from United States
Comment 35 of 144, added on April 4th, 2006 at 12:31 PM.
every time i read frost i get taken away, but never too far. In fact i am
inside the poem. Swinging from birch to birch. One could do worse!
krista from United States
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