Birches
Liba Worch
Mrs. Heyman
11/25/14
11
Birches
“When I see birches bend to left and right across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boys been swinging them.” The poem Birches, by Robert Frost reflects transcendentalism by wishing that nature’s corruptions be caused by a boy, rather than a snowstorm. With a perfect blend of reality and imagination Frost writes a poem impacting readers for countless times again.
Frost uses reality as an orientation point for the fantasy along the way. “Often you must have seen them loaded with ice a sunny winter morning after a rain.” Frost uses mundane ever occurring events as foundations for his imaginative ideas. He takes ordinary events and utilizes them to feed his artistic soul. “They click upon themselves as the breeze rises, and turn many-colored as the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.” The normal occurrences begin to transcend and become more human. This is Robert Frost’s manner of edging his imagination out of the aforementioned limitations of realism to ascend the passions of his thoughts. Frost is still in the realms of reality but is creating his escape through his minimalistic means of writing. The reality not only grounds the poem but lays the foundation Frost uses to reach beyond the mean.
As Frost lays the foundation he begins to step out of the confines reality has set for man. “Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells shattering and avalanching on the snow crust – such heaps of broken glass to sweep away you’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen." Frost compares the crystal shells shattering and the avalanching on the snow crust, to broken glass falling from the inner dome of heaven. As he paints this beautiful image in the readers mind, he overpowers our thoughts and entraps us in his magical mind games. “You may see their trunks arching in the woods years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair before them
Mrs. Heyman
11/25/14
11
Birches
“When I see birches bend to left and right across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boys been swinging them.” The poem Birches, by Robert Frost reflects transcendentalism by wishing that nature’s corruptions be caused by a boy, rather than a snowstorm. With a perfect blend of reality and imagination Frost writes a poem impacting readers for countless times again.
Frost uses reality as an orientation point for the fantasy along the way. “Often you must have seen them loaded with ice a sunny winter morning after a rain.” Frost uses mundane ever occurring events as foundations for his imaginative ideas. He takes ordinary events and utilizes them to feed his artistic soul. “They click upon themselves as the breeze rises, and turn many-colored as the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.” The normal occurrences begin to transcend and become more human. This is Robert Frost’s manner of edging his imagination out of the aforementioned limitations of realism to ascend the passions of his thoughts. Frost is still in the realms of reality but is creating his escape through his minimalistic means of writing. The reality not only grounds the poem but lays the foundation Frost uses to reach beyond the mean.
As Frost lays the foundation he begins to step out of the confines reality has set for man. “Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells shattering and avalanching on the snow crust – such heaps of broken glass to sweep away you’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen." Frost compares the crystal shells shattering and the avalanching on the snow crust, to broken glass falling from the inner dome of heaven. As he paints this beautiful image in the readers mind, he overpowers our thoughts and entraps us in his magical mind games. “You may see their trunks arching in the woods years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair before them