Comment 6 of 16, added on March 23rd, 2006 at 9:24 PM.
First of all I think that what joge said has nothing to do with this poem.
I mean why would he write a poem about poop and title it "the span of
life"? That just doesnt make sense. I agree with Lance in that this poem is
talking about how short the span of life is and how the dogs owner was
remembering how it wasnt a long time ago, when the dog was a pup.
Clare from United States
Comment 5 of 16, added on February 17th, 2006 at 7:09 PM.
that poem is retarded it has two lines!!!
Comment 4 of 16, added on November 17th, 2005 at 4:29 PM.
I beleive that what Frost is trying to get across in this poem really has
nothing to do with what the dog is doing. If looked at closer the owner is
looking back through time remembering when the dog was a pup and how short
ago it was, perhaps coincidentally the poem is so short because Frost is
trying to show how short life is and how fast it goes by.
Lance from United States
Comment 3 of 16, added on April 12th, 2005 at 2:36 PM.
I have never seen a young dog bark at anything without facing it or at
least facing the direction from which he perceived the sound or his sight
to be coming from.
This is an aging dog, keen enough to hear, but it is just not worth the
effort to get up, therefore, he turns his head and is "barking backwards".
Sadness in the remembering when he was a pup, that energy gone forever.
Karen from United States
Comment 2 of 16, added on February 22nd, 2005 at 7:13 PM.
This poem tells a lot even though it is reletively short. It does not say
anything about a dog "pooping" according to what joge commented. The poem
tells a lot about how we should think about life and treasure it, for it is
as beautiful as a pup growing up.
from United States
Comment 1 of 16, added on October 14th, 2004 at 12:00 AM.
barking backwards is the dog letting out a stinker... the
narrator remembers when the dog used to go outside to poop. So, the span
of life, at least a dog's and probably a man's, is measured by our ability
get up and let one go where it belongs. Or maybe the dog just doesn't give
a crap anymore showing. It's like an add for doggie Depends.
from United Kingdom
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