Stare at an object long enough and its impression is retained after the eyes are closed. He also had a hard life in which many tragedies occured. The poem's shorter lines of di-, tri-, and tetrameter serve to syncopate and sharpen the steady, potentially droning rhythm of pentameter. Frost preferred this steady, natural line to any other because it follows the rhythms inherent in average English conversation. Scent of the ripe apples exerted on him influence in the form of drowsiness. His sleep may be troubled by the thought or awareness of the reality which has been ignored in the dream.
A wet towel placed nearby helps to keep the humidity up. Nature is the symbol of spirit. Yet is the impending death destructive or creative? The eyelids blink shut, and the speaker sees apples. Though Robert Frost insists that the poem is written purely in context of a rural aspect and it shows nothing more than the beauty of nature prevailing upon human mind, intellect and will, yet the poem does allude to certain extended meanings. Also when he says that there is a barrel that he didnt fill, he is saying that he had things in life that he wanted to do, but never accomplished. That is what i think this poem is about. The will to live and to create provides the ground for man's values.
All of his poems have a deep intellectual meaning to them. Of the apple, that is. In the deepest sense, the poem is about writing poetry. Certainly it connects to Jacob's ladder from the bible's book of Genesis, which led to heaven and spiritual redemption. Essence of winter sleep is on the night, The scent of apples; I am drowsing off.
At this point, we've nearly forgotten heap. Once they are picked, they stop ripening. And this is a good time to learn how to preserve foods ahead of the season, like making applesauce or jam. He queries in his mind whether it is just an ordinary sleep or something more profound. But the poem says that the speaker was well on his way to sleep before he dropped the sheet of ice, and this presumably occurred in the morning.
He feels himself beginning to dream but cannot escape the thought of his apples even in sleep: he sees visions of apples growing from blossoms, falling off trees, and piling up in the cellar. Soon, he is on his way to sleep. He is nearing the end of his life and is looking back at his decisions. Posted on 2010-07-22 by a guest. My instep arch not only keeps the ache, It keeps the pressure of the ladder-round.
After Apple Picking is based upon a personal experience. Life is rather too short because even before we have picked the fruits of our labour, the darkness of death overshadows human life. As usual, in this poem Frost hovers between the daylight world ofcommonsense reality and the dream world of possibility, the voices ofsense and of song, the visions of the pragmatist and the prophet, thecompulsions of the road and the seductions of the woods. You could broaden the metaphor to ideas or opportunities in general to give a more universal appeal to the metaphor. Now he feels tired, feels sleep coming on, but wonders whether it is a normal, end-of-the-day sleep or something deeper. Kazim Posted on 2007-03-10 by a guest. The easiness of voice movement and vocabulary in the poem will seem at odds with deeper possibilities only to those who do not share Frost's perception, following Emerson and Thoreau, that the possibilities are simply there to be encountered.
. He has felt drowsy and dreamy since the morning when he looked through a sheet of ice lifted from the surface of a water trough. This page was updated on Want to make a donation? On a certain day the poet remained, busy in his garden in picking apples all the time from morn to eve. The color can be anything from dark green, to yellow, pink, orange, bright red, dark red or even a combination. He is caught between reality and otherworldliness, between his own ego-driven needs and the natural cycle of his spirit.
Posted on 2010-03-10 by a guest. The poet does not know the actual nature of his sleep whether his sleep was the long sleep of the woodchuck one night-long human sleep. In other words it may be elaborated, though the poet was on the last step of the ladder, he enjoyed himself high place in the world yet he cold not perform enough good deeds, when death encroached barrel of his deeds was half filled. On a deeper level, however, it presents us with an experience in which the world of normal consciousness and the world that lies beyond it meet and mingle. Ironically enough, only when he awakens will he know what sleep it isor, rather, was. Magnified apples appear and disappear, Stem end and blossom end, And every fleck of russet showing clear.
After a long day's work, the speaker is tired of apple picking. Apples represent all the goals and deeds in his power he could achieve and the unfilled barrel represents the poets unfulfilled deeds, drowsiness refers encroaching death, dream indicate the state of death and the ten thousand magnified apples indicate many times multiplied reward of the good deeds performed in the life. He still hears the sound of the wagons in his state of trance. Throughout the poem, both rhyme and line-length are manipulated and varied with subtlety. It is a proud poem, as if its very life depends upon a refusal to justify itself by any open evidence of what it is up to.
It all coalesces to keep the reader intrigued and feeling volatile while the narrator meanders off into abeyance. But he's already dreaming, so must be asleep? As a result of this, Frost was believed to have contemplated suicide which is an underlying theme in Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening. Such things reify the potent opacity of the word, which is invested with an entire history of meanings, incrementally awakened within the volatile substance of the poem. He doesn't count sheep to help him drift off, he thinks back to the ten thousand thousand apples he's held, their fragrance, weight and form. If they fall to earth, they are worthless as metaphors. The rumbling sound of the apples in the store was easily audible to him. Sleep is, in fact, all over the poem; the word appears six times.