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Comment 4 of 4, added on February 22nd, 2007 at 2:00 PM.
this is the most romantic poem i have read
abby from United States
Comment 3 of 4, added on January 27th, 2006 at 8:44 AM.
I think that this poem is ageless. Yes reference to age would be the
natural conclusion However, youth are not immune to loss or weariness. To
me this poem rings true to loss. He had this wonderful love. Love which by
the touch of her lips lifted his feet of the ground. But now that love is
lost. She's not with him. And this hurt and pain isn't enough to sustian
him. All he wants is the return of that loss and since he can't seem to get
it, he just wants to rest and never wake up. For those of us out there
lucky enough to come across this poem. It can speak true to us in any type
of loss, signoficant others or loved ones. I know that after you
experience a major loss in your life, that certain scent can take you back
to the exact feelings you felt, good or bad. There comes a time in grief
when you realize that this person that you loved, who was a part of your
everyday life and a part of who your are as a person is not coming back.
No matter how much you pray and hope for it. So in that very next moment
after you realize, (for some people it may last only a moment, for others
it may last there life time) there is this feeling that all you want in
this world is to die, because it has to be better than what you are feeling
in that moment. Then if you are lucky the moment passes and the process of
grief and healing begins. I think true this poem Mr. Frost was able to
release the hurt he had carried and I think in that sense this poem is very
healing and beautiful.
Shelly from Canada
Comment 2 of 4, added on November 19th, 2004 at 2:45 AM.
"To Earthward" - the title is very ambigous, giving two directions of which
one is from up to down and from down to up. This gives the notion of being
unfulfilled.
"Love at the Lips" - here there is an alliteration which seems to
"lengthen" the kiss.
"And once that seeemed to much;" - This is evidence that the persona is
writing this poem as an experienced person, but is portraying it as love
was felt when he/she was younger.
"I lived on air/That crossed me from sweet things," - very beautiful
enjambment here. Gives two ideas, one that the persona does live in air
because that is the feeling he/she gets from love an also another idea of
the persona is kept alive by the air that crossed him/her from sweet
things.
"Te flow of-- was it musk" - The persona can't even remember the
circumstances because when one is young the only important factor is the
way one is feeling. Musk, is a sexual attraction for animals.
"Downhill at Dusk?" - Here, there is another source of alliteration which
the "d" sound gives the notion of bringing down toward earth.
"That when they're gathered shake/Dew on the knuckle" - beautiful imagery
of a heavy wet bouque of roses.
"Seemed strong when I was young;" - once again reenforcing that notion of
innocence and idea that the person is an experienced person.
"The petal of the rose/ it was that stung." - beautiful metaphor for
deception.
Then the first 16 lines of innocence and youthfulness is over and comes
down to the next 16 lines of experience and the aged.
"Now no joy but lacks salt," - Dont get confused by the triple negative of
"no, but, lack". Basically joy has salt. The "Now" is because the persona
is now older and more experienced.
"And weariness an fault;/I crave the stain" - the enjabments lengthen and
emphasize this idea.
"Of tears, the aftermark" - aftermark is the evidence of love
"The sweet of bitter bark" - the idea of bringing together
Ana from United States
Comment 1 of 4, added on October 24th, 2004 at 6:15 AM.
When I first read this poem, I didn't know why it made me uncomfortable,
other than there being a reference to death in it..
But now, a number of years later, I can better understand the feeling of
having, and needing, an hint of something extra in my experiences to really
'feel' those experiences. I can only imagine how I will feel when I am
older again; the extra dash of 'pain/ And weariness and fault', feeling the
additionaly little pique that come along with each feeling, emotion,
sense... to smell a perfume in the air, and not only feel the sense of
smell twitch, but have the memories attached to it.. the happiness, pain,
whatever it may be, twitch and shudder and make me smell it all the better.
kittz from Australia
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this is the most romantic poem i have read
abby from United States