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Tree At My Window Analysis



Author: Poetry of Robert Frost Type: Poetry Views: 2975

West-running Brook1928Tree at my window, window tree,

My sash is lowered when night comes on;

But let there never be curtain drawn

Between you and me.Vague dream head lifted out of the ground,

And thing next most diffuse to cloud,

Not all your light tongues talking aloud

Could be profound.But tree, I have seen you taken and tossed,

And if you have seen me when I slept,

You have seen me when I was taken and swept

And all but lost.That day she put our heads together,

Fate had her imagination about her,

Your head so much concerned with outer,

Mine with inner, weather.






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All this talk of head and sashes makes this poem sound sexual. Is that true? If so it turns me on like young chubs

| Posted on 2013-12-10 | by a guest


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this poem is simply of a man reflecting from staring at a tree which is at his window

| Posted on 2013-06-05 | by a guest


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hay gys how are u
I appriciate the both writer who wrote a good explaation of this poem.
I want to says that no curtain should between you and me.

| Posted on 2012-11-04 | by a guest


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I love this poem. As with the woodchuck in \"After Apple Picking,\" Frost seems submerged in what could be a common sleep or dream with the natural world. Cycles abound: the seasons, sleeping and waking, disturbance and calm. The dreamlike meditative process continues through it all.

| Posted on 2012-04-14 | by a guest


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Bahah, busted. That\'s hilarious.
I believe this poem is really just about Frosts connection with the tree. It\'s something he has had as a constant in his life, and therefore feels a bond. I used to have the same bond when i was little with a big maple tree in our backyard.

| Posted on 2011-02-25 | by a guest


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The window Tree
What a terrible, woeful poem. Was Frost on drugs?
When I see a tree, I can safely say that I feel no deep bond with it.
WEIRDO

| Posted on 2010-12-15 | by a guest


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A favorite Frost for many years...I used to teach a critical thinking course using several Frost poems and have stressed paying attention to what is actually said vs. the readers imagined interpretations and/or reactions. Reactions and personal interpretations are all important, to be sure, but they are not evidence of Frost\'s meaning or intent. I appreciate the above writers who identify when they are supposing rather than claiming to know Frosts mind.
It is my supposition that some of what happens in this poem is a call to look to nature as an aid to understanding oneself...\"let a curtain never be drawn between you and me\". We can never know for certain what Frost meant and I understand he very purposefully resisted parsing his meanings. However, I like to think that one value of reading poetry comes from the use of our empathic abilities in trying to imagine what another person feels or means when they say what they say or do what they do. The exercise of empathy may be one of the most important and rewarding life skills we can develop.
Can we know what our babies want or need when they fuss or cry?...not exactly and yet their (and our ultimate survival as a race) depends on our getting it as near right as possible. If a parent soars off into the realm of their own recalled feelings or experience it may prevent them from being open to a stimuli foreign to their own. Stimulated memories may help to inform parents of what needs doing at the moment but only if what was done to them or for them was helpful. Adapting to new situations is key to survival and requires an open mind.
Humans sometimes fall into the trap of thinking that other people experience the world much the same as they do. We are often surprised when others don\'t agree with our assessment of shared experiences. Maturity reveals that perfect agreement among individuals is seldom the case.
Poetry stirs the heart and mind or else how can we explain it\'s having a lingering appeal for so many of us?. I find it important, however, to distinguish between where the author would have us go (based upon the actual sights, sounds and meanings of the words used) and where we may want to go having been triggered by something we have just heard or read.
I am not merely suggesting that we can never know an author\'s (or anyone\'s) true meaning...very much to the contrary. I believe that the exercise of our empathic abilities, ie., the attempt to \"know\" another and/or \"know\" oneself seems one of the richest pursuits on earth.
I suppose and suggest that I may agree with Robert Frost on that sentiment.

| Posted on 2010-08-31 | by a guest


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Hello guys whats up. Hahaha ha ha ha haha I ma not joey. I was joking. My name is really ? from Calfornia.

| Posted on 2009-11-30 | by a guest


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I'm suprised that 821 out of all the other classes are cheating. Well hahaha i cought you. You guys are in trouble and you guys have lunch detension and are expelled for 3 months. NEVER EVER CHEAT WITH ME.

| Posted on 2009-11-29 | by a guest


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Hey jummy, my name is Joey Pan from 821. Im smart and i need help. Can any1 help me with the meaning?

| Posted on 2009-11-29 | by a guest


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Hey who is these people in 821. I never heard of a person named Jimmy. I think it is 821's ela teacher trying to trick people. Do it on your own people. The poetry log are so easy.

| Posted on 2009-11-29 | by a guest


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Saragraph 1 - The poet expresses an affinity and admiration for a tree's sublimely unconscious and unfelt response to the world's assaults, represented mostly by weather.Paragraph 2 - Until the poet "woke up" to the tree, he seems scarcely to have regarded it as more a living thing than clouds, the mere backdrop to his gazes. The rustle and flap of a trees leafy tongues at least evinces no complaints of the human kind.Paragraph 3 -The poet allows himself to celebrate his coexistence with the likes of trees who, by good design and good luck, match us (probably better) in dealing with the problems of existence. Para 4- The poet celebrates a world where sentient and non-sentient life are two forms of the same thing.

| Posted on 2009-11-04 | by a guest


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Hey 821 kid, im from IS5 too! Whats your name who are you? Im Jimmy.

| Posted on 2009-02-03 | by a guest


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I do not get this poem at all. Im Just a student at IS5 in class 821 grade 8. I am supposed to discuss this essay for hw, but i am having trouble with it.

| Posted on 2009-02-03 | by a guest


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I think it's the window that conveys Frost's mind when he wrote the poem. It creates a division between the character and the tree which defines the identity of both. The tree represents the reality of nature, with its random chaos (by chaos I don't mean destruction, only the collection of every even that occurs on the planet). What the speaker feels is an isolating abstraction that separates him/her from the reality of nature. The chaos of nature in itself is meaningless, only a series of events, but the speaker's nature is to try and make sense of everything that happens, trying to find the meaning and depth to the chaos. It's the nature of the tree to just be and go about being, and it's in the speaker's nature not to do anything without knowing the reason for doing it, and he/she feels abstracted from the tree by the window. The speaker enjoys what he/she does, and doesn't enjoy the tree's lack of depth, but never wants to be completely separated from the tree because without it, the speaker would be meaningless.

| Posted on 2009-01-24 | by a guest


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I feel that tree is actually symbolising man himself.Because nature is an element of cruelty and destruction. Nature is the cause of destruction among man and natural objects like trees,plants and land etc.In the case of the tree it hurts outwardly and tree can express that whereas, man can never do it because he gets hurt from inside by nature.Nature hurts man in different ways for example; Sunami has caused panic to both man and natural objects like lands, fields and and trees as well.In many of his poems he has shown nature as a destructive element.Nature is also very benefical for man and for natual objects but here in this poem we dont find any positive point which would go in the favour of nature.

| Posted on 2008-09-21 | by a guest


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does tree at my window use a lot of poetic devices,a meter, diction, figurative language, and symbolism, and what is the tone and mood of it.

| Posted on 2008-05-23 | by a guest


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please tell me the real meaning of the poem "tree at my window", i need this information for a project i have to do. Thanks.

| Posted on 2008-05-19 | by a guest


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The poet feels a kinship or connection with the tree, despite the fact that the tree does not have anything profound to say--Evidenced by him never wanting the curtain to separate them, and that not all the tree's light tongues talking aloud could be profound.
This connection comes from the fact that the poet's vulnerability and the tree's vulnerability are exposed to each other, and strangely similar--The taken and tossed and the all but lost descriptions, to me, shows that people allow themselves to be most caught up with their emotions and struggles when they are alone at night, as opposed to out in the world pretending things are okay. Similarly, weather is harsher on trees at night, or at least seems that way, if only because there is no sunlight.
What's most interesting to me is, why does the poet focus on this connection or similarity with the tree? To me it feels lonely but hopeful. I don't think people generally like to feel alone, like Simba feeling bitter that Mufasa wasn't there for him anymore. Even if it's only a ghost, people want to believe that they are connected to someone or something, and that someone can see their pain.
This isn't explicitly in the poem, of course, but it's anyone's guess why the poet chose to write a poem about a tree at his window. To me it is very reminiscent of the connections that exist, or at least we hope exist, between people. Whether people really relate or cannot, they still try to see that sympathy and understanding. And they choose to maintain such connections.

| Posted on 2008-04-15 | by a guest


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The tree symbolizes the more care-free less profound part of life. It is beauty and simplicity. (See lines 5-8.) Men, represented by him in the poem lead more difficult more complicated lives in which they are often thinking of the "inner." The last line says "Mine with inner, weather. This inner weather he speaks of could be all the complicated emotions and problems which surround human life. In lines 9-12, Robert Frost speaks of the toils of life. The tree, "taken and tossed", he "all but lost." Life is full of problems. The tree maybe taken and tossed but in no way does it endure the pain Frost feels from is "inner weather." Throughout the poem, the author alludes to how the two are connected/want to be connected. In the beginning of the poem, Frost talks about how he wants there never to be "a curtain drawn between him and the tree." This shows his desire to be like the tree, simple and happy. His sash is lowered. This indicates the vulnerability that he feels from the complex, inner struggles of life. Toward the end of the poem, Robert Frost makes yet another allusion to this connection. "That day she put our heads together." This "she" is some omnipotent power, like God. Here he has achieved some kind of unity with the tree. He starts off yearning to be like the tree and be able to appreciate simple pleasures of life. At the end of the poem, these simple pleasures are still present in his life yet he is still concerned with inner weather.

| Posted on 2007-06-10 | by a guest


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The lyrical Structure of this poem is reflected in the more formal rhetorical pattern and use of rhetorical devices:apostrophe, parenthesis and logical climax. The contrast between the tree and man is subtly explored as the man envies the lightness and airiness of the tree. Only in the last two stanzas (and the choice of a stanza form real subject emerge. Man is more vulnerable than the tree he so envies. He is 'all but lost' and exposed to the storm of his inner weather.


| Posted on 2007-06-04 | by a guest


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The lyrical Structure of this poem is reflected in the more formal rhetorical pattern and use of rhetorical devices:apostrophe, parenthesis and logical climax. The contrast between the tree and man is subtly explored as the man envies the lightness and airiness of the tree. Only in the last two stanzas (and the choice of a stanza form real subject emerge. Man is more vulnerable than the tree he so envies. He is 'all but lost' and exposed to the storm of his inner weather.

By James Purdon

| Posted on 2007-05-19 | by a guest


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This poem is one of my favorites of Frost's. The symbolism of the tree as nature's connection to man's dreamtime, to his inspiration, is incredible. The flow that is not too loose, the rhythm that is not too distracting from what the poem has to say: the tree is lashed nightly by the elements, and the narrator is abused in kind by his own brain-spiders, weaving dreams, and nightmares, and (possibly) ideas for wonderful poetry :D The structure of the poem is, of course, common with Frost, but my personal eye finds it cluttered on lines 4 and 6; perhaps the ES has something to do with that, but as it stands, it is rather distracting from the imagery. The last two lines are my favorites--something so simple as "inner" and "outer" weather is just amazing to me. A man is very much like a tree--the most alive bits, the leaves (or in the man's case, his mind), are closest to the Divine, or the "clouds" or what have you; closest to inspiration and the soul. The body, the trunk, the roots, are "grounded"--literally and figuratively. Though man's body is stuck in reality, every night the mind frolics in a better place, a place where everything is as it should be--tall and flowering, like the window-tree. Everyone deserves a window-tree.

| Posted on 2004-11-30 | by Khonsu




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