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Author: poem of Robert Frost Type: poem Views: 381

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One of my wishes is that those dark trees,

So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,

Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom,

But stretched away unto the edge of doom.

I should not be withheld but that some day

into their vastness I should steal away,

Fearless of ever finding open land,

or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.

I do not see why I should e'er turn back,

Or those should not set forth upon my track

To overtake me, who should miss me here

And long to know if still I held them dear.

They would not find me changed from him they knew--

Only more sure of all I though was true.


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| Posted on 2013-11-17 | by a guest

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| Posted on 2013-11-15 | by a guest

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| Posted on 2013-11-13 | by a guest

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| Posted on 2013-11-12 | by a guest

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| Posted on 2013-11-10 | by a guest

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Interesting to see so many interpretations of this wonderful poem. Frost uses the imagery of the woods or forest frequently, and they seem to me to represent whatever we encounter after we die. He is certainly not afraid their mystery and darkness; he seems quite drawn to it.
As Approved Guest (2006-06-10) observes, I think he is implying that approaching death and passing over to the other side will not change his affection for those he left behind.

| Posted on 2013-05-08 | by a guest

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I believe this poem is mainly talking about the imagery of the diction in the metaphor of the assonance in the alliteration and hyperbole\'s in line 2. It really shows what can come if you don\'t listen to your parents or allow the type of evil to pour into your house and allow the guilt in life to let you down to further temptation in Cana dooga daga.

| Posted on 2012-05-29 | by a guest

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| Posted on 2012-01-15 | by a guest

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(not native english speaker - sorry if i do some silly mistakes)
I refer to the lyrical as \"he\", because frost lets him say \"him\" in the last line. I do not mean to imply, that Frost is the \"I\" in this poem.
I am sure about these things:
He is not talking about a physical journey, because he imagines the forest. If i am literal about it: He wishes some gnarly trees to turn into this gloomy forest. There is no acutal path for him to walk.
If he should go on his journey, he has no reason to turn back - and he does not go to reach something. He would go without the promise of a destination.
If people who wonder, if he still cares about them, they can follow him.
They will find the same person, but stronger in his beliefs.
what i think that means:
The journey seems not to be one just one man can walk.
hourglasses, passing time, dead trees, dark forests, the edge of doom: that screams for death symbolism. I like to read the poem that way, because it seems comforting to have loved ones with oneself. But this is too narrow for this poem: Frost makes it sound as if the wanderer can chose to start the journey. Since this is the case, I would look into Thoreau - he turned his back on society to find freedom in nature (put very simply). The lyrical me is convinced, this kind of endeavor would not change his person. Friends/family can come, but they don\'t have to. The motivation strives from himself, he sets out alone (like thoreau) but does not mind people, who might not be as detatched. They also chose to start this journey, but they have a goal: him. The hermit seems to be a recurring symbol in Frost\'s poems. Usually in a positive meaning. From his biography I would conclude, that Frost believes in dark journeys - for a purpose, but not a defined one. A yearning, a wish for freedom might be enough motivation to start walking.
For me, this poem is about freeing the mind and finding out, that with every distraction, every old dogma stripped away, the basic beliefs that define the Lyrical Me as a person, will stand.
The mystique, the riddles, the rich language intrigue me. This is an amazing poem that can be applied to very specific interpretations and hold true... it will stand.

| Posted on 2011-12-25 | by a guest

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Help! My teacher gave me this poem and asked me to memorize and know the meaning. Please help!

| Posted on 2011-09-29 | by a guest

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I would respectfully like to say that the one mistake that all of you are making, is that you assume Robert Frost is speaking of himself in the poem. While many times, such as in \"The Road Not Taken\" this may or may not be the case, here too, it may be R.B., but it doesn\'t have to be. THe poem is reffering to embarking on a journey. The imagery in the beginning symbolizes uncertainty and tension, presumably for himself, but as seen in the end of the poem, also for those who love him.
The middle of the poem is reffering to his/her journey where the one taking the journey emphasizes that he/she has absolutely no regrets of taking the journey, and that his/her loved ones should even pursue him/her in his/her journey. However, they were to ever encounter their dear one later in life, they would not find him/her a changed person, rather the same person they love, just more firm in his/her beliefs.
One thing i believe, although there is no proof to this in the poem, is that this journey is not a physical journey to college, or soomething else, because otherwise i don\'t understand what beliefs he\'s grown firmer in. Rather, it must be reffering to either a religious journey any kind of journey that people withhold themselves from taking or allowing others to take for the fear that it may change the one who takes the trek. Frost, in these instances encourages to not be swayed, for only your beliefs will change, but the core of who a person is will not be changed.

| Posted on 2011-08-28 | by a guest

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The first important point is that even the Poet himself may not even have completely understood what he was writing about. Perhaps R. Frost did not mean death by his imagery, rather was expressing a feeling that he needed to be alone to explore his beleifs and himself. He needed to feel the vastness and comeplete freedom of hermithood (perhaps) without the restaints of time (the hourglass reference in line 8). Yet he still acknowledges and values those who he loves.

| Posted on 2011-03-16 | by a guest

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Personally, I think this poem is about embarking on a significant change in RF\'s life, whatever it may be. He wishes not to end up like the \'old and firm\' trees staunchly set in their ways, but mentions that he will have no fear for when he finally reaches these trees, perhaps after a certain age or amount of life experience, because he has had no regrets by not focusing on the metaphorical hourglass in line 8. In the third stanza he explains that though this great life change may alienate him to those he holds dearest, they should not hesitate to live life as he did and join him wherever this journey has taken him because he is more sure of his love for them than ever.

| Posted on 2010-09-04 | by a guest

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Today my english teacher gave this poem to my class to write a 5 paragraph literary essay on the meanings beyond the meaning of physical labor. And no one understood it some of us came up with the theory that frost is talking about the travel from our world to the heavens and that no one is turned away and that nothing matters beacuse the end is coming and God accepts all. Now that I read these views I see more of a meaning towards the poem.

| Posted on 2010-03-12 | by a guest

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the old trees in line two are the established poets already firm and stuck in their ways. he steals away because he is more open to change. this is him coming into his own as a poet

| Posted on 2010-02-28 | by a guest

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How about taking this more at face value... He is talking about trekking into the unknown forest, dark but full of unknown challenges. Leaving behind societal obligations, paving the way for introspection. Adding consideration for special people in his life. The ultimate realization being that the convictions he previuosly held are the ones he holds true.

| Posted on 2009-09-16 | by a guest

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I would have to disagree with the death imagery. In line 9 Frost makes the suggestion that turning back was an option. As far as I know, death is an absolute. There is no returning from it. Rather, the dark imagery may express fears of the unknown. By stealing away into the unknown he may hope to escape the monotony of his life where "the slow wheel pours the sand."

| Posted on 2009-05-25 | by a guest

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I think has multiple meanings (like some other poems he has written), one being that he simply aims to leave his life behind, or simply be alone. With the trees metaphorically being the 'unknown' that he wants to get lost in. Then he doesn't regret leaving and he hasn't changed his mind, or something like that...
I think it can also be about death, and how he wants to leave his life and journey through the 'dark trees' (possibly imagery for death itself or the afterlife), and not regret dieing. Maybe he commited suicide. I don't know, its a pretty hard poem. It reminds me of Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening and After Apple Picking. I guess theyre all related since he did go through super mega depression.

| Posted on 2009-04-05 | by a guest

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i think tht this poem is mad confusing and that there is no point to it cuz it dont show anything but him wantiing to die.

| Posted on 2009-03-30 | by a guest

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Frost's use of negative diction is perhaps the largest clue to the true meaning of this poem. It becomes obvious that his reference to a "dark" woods is simply suggesting his death.

| Posted on 2008-12-12 | by a guest

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A wistful poem. The first image – that of dark, firm trees that appear as a ‘mask of gloom’ and the image of the slow wheel pouring out sand set the mood of the poem – gloomy, dark and monotonous.

It is this world that he wishes to ‘steal’ away from (die) and never ‘turn back’ – have no regrets. Because it is a dull and monotonous life. And he has no fear of the life at the edge of doom. But he ends the poem with a positive note - his confidence in his own beliefs, his love. Even in the world yonder he would neither lose his love for those he holds dear nor change his beliefs. While writing this, both ‘love’ and ‘beliefs’ may have meant the same for RF. He seems to be challenging those who love him to test his love for them. They might follow him or overtake – that is, die after or before him - but in the next world too they can be sure of his love.

| Posted on 2006-06-10 | by Approved Guest

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