Robert Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

wow he put in some long hours, picking apples
at this orchard..almost fell asleep while picking
a hard worker is an admirable quality..excellent write.. :)

In this poem Sir Frost travels back and forth in time, it has got such depth, the apples symbolize the desires and the dreams which he couldn't fulfill or achieve, and now its bothering him as he has grown old, he is feeling sleepy, what kind of sleep he doesn't know, may be death, he is imagining the same apples or desires appearing and disappearing before his eyes (explains the problem of old age subtly)

Im out of words to descride the joy the poem gave me inside, but though i am young and still looking for the meaning of life i loved this poem.im sure sharing it will give others the opportunity to feel my joy.

it is marvellous and symbolic poem.i enjoyed this poem very much.in this poem poet uses fantastic symbol apple picking for human desires because we always run after our desires but our all desires donot fulfill that is why this poem hss also the element of universalityand robert frost did great job.

It is significant that the poet's ladder points towards heaven as what is celebrated is the scent of apples 'with every fleck of russet showing clear.' The pane of glass is surely the poet's vision or imagination which Frost sees as inseparable from the pains of labour.

As Frost says in Birches:

Earth's the right place for love:
I don't know where it's likely to go better.

The word in last line of my review about this poem is Picking and not Oicking.

Hmm.This is a good poem and i really enjoyed it.I think Apples over here points towards first disobedience of Man, or may be writer wants to say that when you get old, load of ur sins increases a lot.Coming of evening shows decresing of ones life.As a man gets old he moves towards death and Frost has dissused an old man who is oicking up apples and night is about to appear which is cold.

I wrote a paper over this my first year of college, however, I related it to Death.

I love this poem and basically concur with Mr. Shepherd although I cannot say for certain whether or not Mr. Frost intended a direct reference to the Tempest or not. In any case Shakespeare, Prospero and Frost are all delivering farewell statements.

I would recommend any lover of poetry, and Frost's poetry, to read first, Prospero's (Shakespeare's) farewell to his art at the end of 'The Tempest'. Frost surely had it in mind when he wrote this, and I think reading this parallel enriches the understanding of both poets and their work.