A plow, they say, to plow the snow.
They cannot mean to plant it, no–
Unless in bitterness to mock
At having cultivated rock.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Robert Frost's poem Plowmen

2 Comments

  1. Zumba Chinko says:
    September 8, 2010 at 10:44 am

    I LOVE THE MEN LOTS AND LOT IN MY ANUS I LIKE IT ALL NIGHT UMM YEH

    Reply
  2. Allison says:
    April 29, 2006 at 10:31 am

    A biting remark to the modern industrial world
    or just an ironic observation?

    Reply

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