Treasure Island

Robert Frost

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

Birches


When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
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  • Andrew Hoellering (12/31/2009 10:23:00 PM)

    The poem is not just about riding birches; it also works as a metaphor for doing anything well, i.e. for the patient mastering of facts and techniques involved in writing, art or science.
    Frost implies that the discipline learned in one field (e.g. by the boy who masters the art of riding his father’s trees) can successfully transfer to another.
    ‘You’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen’ relates to ‘Earth’s the right place for love: /I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.’
    Frost sometimes uses nature to go beyond it to human nature, as here. (Report) Reply

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