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BIRCHES

BIRCHES. ROBERT FROST Biography Life.

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BIRCHES

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  1. BIRCHES ROBERT FROST BiographyLife

  2. When the speaker sees bent birch trees, he likes to think that they are bent because boys have been “swinging” them. He knows that they are, in fact, bent by ice storms. Yet he prefers his vision of a boy climbing a tree carefully and then swinging at the tree’s crest to the ground. He used to do this himself and dreams of going back to those days. He likens birch swinging to getting “away from the earth awhile” and then coming back. SUMMARY

  3. Blank Verse: Unrhymed verse, specifically unrhymed iambic pentameter. • Iambic foot: the unit of stressed and unstressed syllables. sounds like “da-DUM.” STYLE

  4. Motion of swinging: The force behind it comes from contrary pulls—truth and imagination, earth and heaven, concrete and spirit, control and abandon, flight and return. Theme

  5. Imagination, escape, and transcendence—and away from heavy Truth with a capital T. The downward pull is back to earth. Likely everyone understands the desire “to get away from the earth awhile.” Transcendence

  6. Who would not like to climb above the fray, to leave below the difficulties or drudgery of the everyday, particularly when one is “weary of considerations, / And life is too much like a pathless wood.” Universality

  7. You may see their trunks arching in the woodsYears afterwards, trailing their leaves on the groundLike girls on hands and knees that throw their hairBefore them over their heads to dry in the sun. Sensuality

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