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Analysis and comments on 'Out, Out--' by Robert Frost

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Comment 52 of 602, added on April 6th, 2006 at 7:55 AM.

your poem is a piece of shit

katie from United States
Comment 51 of 602, added on March 29th, 2006 at 2:32 AM.

Reading this poem for the first time is a powerful experience, for if you
simply surrender to the words, and let yourself feel the impact Frost is
conveying, you can't help but shudder at the end, even after multiple
reading. It's the "chills up your spine" emotional connectivity we seek.
That's what poetry is all about. I don't want to over-analyze the meaning,
I want to feel the connection, and in so doing, come to a deeper level of
understanding. This is the capacity that every one of us has - to
appreciate genius and artistry even though we may not posses the raw talent
ourselves. It's a uniquely human ability, and one that many people ignore
because it does take effort and practice. It's the same thing that
prevents someone from appreciating fine art, or classical music. It takes
effort, but as anyone who makes the effort can tell you, there's nothing
else like it on earth.

Comment 50 of 602, added on March 27th, 2006 at 2:24 PM.

Fair point Gaz. but to say that this poem has no deeper meaning would mean
there was no purposeful reason behind writing it. if it was just a story
then why would Frost bother? why would he angonize over the creation of
rhymth, alliteration etc? Besides, Frost was a thoughtful kinda guy. In his
other Poems like Birches and The Road Not Taken, it seems like he is
exploring a number of concepts and themes although on the surface, he tells
a simplistic story.

Jenny from United Kingdom
Comment 49 of 602, added on March 27th, 2006 at 8:13 AM.

The irregular use of iambic pentameter and the frequent use of caesura and
enjambement through out 'Out, Out-' conveys the spontaneity of impulsive
thoughts. This is also indicated through the unconvential syntax
(arragement of sentences) of certain lines, such as 'Call it a day, i wish
they might have said'
You may want to comment on the use of onomatopoeia and assonace in the
first few lines especially...comment on the effect the poem has because of
these devices.
Hope this helps!! Good Luck all.

Jenny from United Kingdom
Comment 48 of 602, added on March 26th, 2006 at 9:53 PM.

I really don't completely understand poetry, but the words are nice and
all. I just hate having to dig deep and figure out what in the world those
crazy, weird people meant when they wrote all that. Frost is really morbid
in this poem, but I know that it has a lot of meaning and I wanted to say
thanks to every1 that has contributed something relevant and helpful.
You're my heroes!

Meagan from United States
Comment 47 of 602, added on March 20th, 2006 at 11:00 AM.

i don't lik this poem because it isn't modern enough

lolly from Belgium
Comment 46 of 602, added on March 18th, 2006 at 4:59 PM.

my understanding of this poem is not full and proper and i need someone
with the skills of imparting simple but evaluative expalnation coz my exam
on it is near to come.

anu young from United Kingdom
Comment 45 of 602, added on March 16th, 2006 at 9:19 AM.

When reading Frost, it's crucial that you don't interpret his poetry
superficially. This poem in one sense is certainly about what literally
happens: a boy meets with an unfortunate accident that eventually takes his
life--an idea Frost probably extracted from a newspaper article that
described such a situation. But on a larger level, look not at what the
poem says, but instead at what it doesn't say. For example, I noticed other
responses talk about how the family is "cold" and "doesn't show emotion."
This is a mistake. The speaker chooses NOT to tell us about that aspect of
their reaction--that doesn't mean it didn't/wouldn't happen. What I think
we're seeing is the utter helplessness and lack of control over meeting
with death. One minute the boy smelled the sweet scented air permeated by
the splinters of wood, next he was put in the dark of ether. LIFE can
change that quickly, and not as a result of any conscious choices WE make.
The speaker's frustration with this helplessness is evident in his
matter-of-fact attitude: "So...No more to build on there." I also wonder
about the sick sense of humor in the poem. The boy held up his hand "half
in protest"--HALF? That's just cruel. And "No more to 'build' on there"?
Even more ironic since the boy died as a result of doing work. "The boy
'SAW' all"? Even more irony, as the saw is what's responsible for his
death. I agree with what one person above wrote about the "all" in that
statement. The boy realizes in an instant his naivete and quickly
recognizes how fragile life is, how our world is one ungoverned by order
and subject to frequent uncontrollable collisions. These collisions often
claim innocence--in both senses. Innocence as a virtue (almost) and
innocence as in innocent people (young people in this case). The mountain
ranges, 5 for 5 work days in a week perhaps, really emphasize just how
small and impermanent this boy is. Sad though. I hope I don't meet with
such an end. I would far prefer to die at 101 in a warm bed after a
peaceful sleep.

Mr. P from United States
Comment 44 of 602, added on March 14th, 2006 at 8:06 AM.

i think this poem is about the countryside and its daily routine.the boy is
doing his work to help the parents.wealso do household work to help our
parents.the boy is tired and hungry and when the sister calls him for the
supper he lost the attention and gives his hand to hte saw accidently.the
poem is about the daily happennings in the countryside.maybe in new england
country side where the poet lived.

johnny from Sri Lanka
Comment 43 of 602, added on March 13th, 2006 at 3:06 PM.

THANK YOU, GAZ!! (the guy from UK on page 3)
dude, you know, most poets are drunks and everything- do you really think
that there is some elaborate subliminal message that they hide in their
poetry? they probably just go into a bar, write stuff down, then hand it to
their publisher. Now, don't get me wrong, i like poetry just as much as the
next guy, but, to psyco-analize the stuff is ridiculous!

sarah from United States

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Poet: Robert Frost
Poem: 24. 'Out, Out--'
Volume: Mountain Interval
Year: 1916
Added: Feb 1 2004
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Poem of the Day: Sep 3 2000

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