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Comment 11 of 11, added on November 6th, 2009 at 1:04 PM.
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truly a masterpiece..though the setting of the poem is in winter..a dark
time, in the end frost leaves it at a romantic note..great use of metaphors
vice from India
Comment 10 of 11, added on April 27th, 2009 at 6:00 PM.
this poem is very lovely and nice thanks for the insperation
destiny arce from United States
Comment 9 of 11, added on January 26th, 2007 at 10:39 AM.
Late for the year, late for the loving, late for the realization. This
poem typically weaves natural and experiential themes into another level of
meaning. The grand metaphor. Frost at his best.
Kermit Van brocklin from United States
Comment 8 of 11, added on January 26th, 2007 at 10:39 AM.
Late for the year, late for the loving, late for the realization. This
poem typically weaves natural and experiential themes into another level of
meaning. The grand metaphor. Frost at his best.
Kermit Van brocklin from United States
Comment 7 of 11, added on March 24th, 2006 at 11:32 AM.
when i first read this poem i loved it so much and i choose it for prized
speaking!!
Kendra from United Kingdom
Comment 6 of 11, added on November 11th, 2005 at 11:20 PM.
On the contrary, I find this a sad love poem. All of the lonliness and
dreariness of this poem guides me to think of him walking every morning to
visit the grave of a loved one.
Mel from Canada
Comment 5 of 11, added on November 7th, 2005 at 8:35 AM.
I love this poem it digs deep into my soul it brings out feelings that I
have buried a long time ago. I love Poe his a gr8 riughter
Alejandra from United States
Comment 4 of 11, added on October 20th, 2005 at 3:45 PM.
I love he poems and touching words of Robert Frost! I never wrote poetry
untill I read his poems
bobbi johnson from United States
Comment 3 of 11, added on August 26th, 2005 at 12:25 PM.
How poignant is it possible to be. Frost tears my heart out with feelings I
have yet to feel. Lesley is within us all I think.
Meraj from India
Comment 2 of 11, added on July 28th, 2005 at 9:48 AM.
A picture description of nature "Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy
dew", "the whir of sober birds"- if the birds were to hear this they'd
blush. "Up from the tangle of withered weeds Is sadder than any words" -
the lonliness. "Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought, Comes softly
rattling down" - softness of Frost's feelings. "By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you." With all the
loneliness, and sadness you can love....nature seems so solitary but lovers
of nature will never be lonely. Mr. Frost is a true lover at the point of
all perceptions!
Sherry Banati from India
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truly a masterpiece..though the setting of the poem is in winter..a dark
time, in the end frost leaves it at a romantic note..great use of metaphors
vice from India