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.
But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay.
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I have always loved this poem. Frost is so adept at putting so much meaning and wisdom in natural world around us. In simplicity of tree, ice, and young farm boy, he gives a more profound message on life, how we live and at times how difficult it can be, but the Earth is the right place for love!
The poem also depicts life as where to be loved and love inreturn
Robert frost presented a birch tree to talk about the experience of his childhood experience and the tribulation that encapsulates human race.
Earth's the right place for love: I don't know where it's likely to go better. I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree well penned. Thanks for sharing.
Here is a nugget of wisdom and though it is free don't think that it came cheap. This poem gains in wisdom and in beauty and in yearning the older you get. I climbed my birches when I was young and I swung from my brand of willows and now I understand what Frost first said to me many years ago. We are a lucky people to have access to such works as these
I agree with Barry Middleton. I usually do love Robert Frost, but on this particular poem I pretty much agree with the 6.6 rating.
Amazing how everyone seems to love this poet and this poem but somehow it gets rated 6.6
My sentiments, too, Barry. I've seen it on this site before. Some of the best work of all time goes underappreciated here. Doesn't make sense at all.
Birch trees by themselves are beautiful creation. Mixed with the wonderment and boyhood memories like only Robert Frost can evoke makes them marvelous also.
Broken glass! ! With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing.
I had homework and had to write a poem and tell it to the class and it had to be at least one minute long. I didn't know what to do so I just got this one because it sounded peaceful and perfect for school. It worked and I got an A+.
I love Birches by Robert Frost. I love all of Robert Frosts Poems and think he is an amazing poet.
One of the powerful writings of Frost with imagery and symbols in abundance.
A lovely tribute to boyhood and birches. A New Englander most understands this Frost.