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Analysis and comments on The Sound of the Trees by Robert Frost

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Comment 23 of 93, added on March 7th, 2012 at 5:13 PM.

qpDY2W I think this is a real great post.Much thanks again. Want more.

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Comment 22 of 93, added on January 5th, 2010 at 3:24 PM.
The sound of trees Robert Frost meaning

The poem ia metaphor for suicide. The sound of trees reflecting the sound
of voices in ones head that drives them to this act. Hanging causes the
head to one side and the feet being pulled to the floor. thus is why the
poet will be gone. This act will be carried out when the voices in his head
are at their loudest. Makes perfect sense when you marry this idea to
Frost's depressive tendencies, his son's suicide and the history of mental
illness in the family!. A brilliant but extremely sinister poem

caroleswynnerton from United Kingdom
Comment 21 of 93, added on November 8th, 2009 at 7:20 AM.

Please note there are 5 stanzas of 4 lines, i'm not sure if it will come up
in that form so please bare in mind.

Ollie Plunkett from United Kingdom
Comment 20 of 93, added on November 8th, 2009 at 7:18 AM.

In my English Lit class we're currently studying Robert Frost and as a lot
of his poems have dark and depressing themes we wrote a parody of one of
his poems and here's mine for The Sound of the Trees, it's called "The
Sound of Bees"

I wonder about the bees.
How do they make that jovial melody ?
If there was a sound to bring me to my knees,
Then it would most definitely be these.

And the flowers, as every petal drops;
These bees join in with their orchestra.
I am transformed when my body flops,
Into an empty bottle ready to be filled.

I am now deep within the earthy grass,
Lost in my thoughts and senses.
I am not quite sure but an eternity has passed,
Wrapped up in my own mind but still not alone.

Everyone is here with me in my land,
The angels, the devils and the animals say hello.
Looking down at myself I see a boy,
Whose mind is here and there but also everywhere.

Those cotton balls drift overhead,
Pink, yellow, green and blue.
All different, all the same but for all to see,
Because life will go on for an eternity.

Ollie Plunkett from United Kingdom
Comment 19 of 93, added on May 12th, 2009 at 4:53 AM.

Frost must have a had a bad case of cabin fever when he wrote this, lol.

That and a stand of Quaking aspen (Mother-in-law's tongue) in his backyard,
(which he probably knew better as Popple.)

Comment 18 of 93, added on May 12th, 2009 at 1:33 AM.

ok, I have never heard so much useless bickering. I am memorizing this poem
by Frost and I wanted to know the meaning. There are probably about 3
things here describing different views of the meaning, and the rest are all
useless arguing. alot of help this website was. such a waste that people
can't just read the poems to enjoy them :(

Ellen from United States
Comment 17 of 93, added on March 12th, 2009 at 10:12 PM.

I am disappointed in the commentary here. This could be a place where
people could really share, think, and learn from each other. A little
respect goes a long way. I am sorry that the High School student had to see
such immaturity.

Tak from United States
Comment 16 of 93, added on January 28th, 2009 at 9:36 AM.

why don't you have a look at a poem by Philip Larkin called poetry of
departures. The same sentiments are present in both poems. frost teases
like Larkin too - you're never quite sure whether he really wants to go or
whether to remain 'rooted'...

virginia rush from United Kingdom
Comment 15 of 93, added on May 20th, 2008 at 1:53 PM.

This poem is about choices... When it talks about the trees always being so
loud, it is about the people who say they're going to do many things in
life, but like trees, they dont do anything about it. They stay in one
place instead of moving forward in life.

Christine from Canada
Comment 14 of 93, added on February 10th, 2008 at 10:19 PM.

wow, you guys are way harsh on each other
i just wanted to know what others thought about this excellent poem.
i thought poems are about one's own personal meaning and interpretation of
i guess some people think otherwise

Sarah from United States

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Poet: Robert Frost
Poem: 30. The Sound of the Trees
Volume: Mountain Interval
Year: 1916
Added: Feb 20 2003
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Poem of the Day: Mar 3 2011

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