The Silken Tent Comments

nice poem and it has alot of s sound in it.

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I just can't even believe that people who value poetry would post video of it being read dead flat by a robot.

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anybody got any kids! ?

you are all going to burn with your children

ur all going to burn

Please do not read the poem by a computer software!

please get rid of this reader

what a terrible reading!

Proofread, anybody? Try spellcheck, maybe? Come ON, idiot who put this up! Slightlest - means what?

ZWESOM POEM...............................................

AWESOM POEM...................................................

So beautiful a description of someone lightly tethered to the here and now.

what is the summaray of poem

A beautiful poem ruined, by a mechanical, computerized hag, Would that I could see her and put her head in a bag. But the voice lurks within a contraption of plastic and steel, (with some aluminium thrown in for good measure) And I know she isn’t real. But still, all the same, I like to get my hands around her virtual throat and squeeze it hard, the awful sounding goat.

.....beautiful poem...and nicely penned ★

what a beautiful and well writen peom! You are definetely one of th best poets of all times!

Discussed this poem in an English A-Level class last year and it was utterly condemned. In a world blessed with the existence of sunsets and mountain ranges, Frost chooses to express the sentiments of a woman through the metaphor of a tent. Wonderful...

The pole is her character the ties are the rules that keep the pole standing upright. Though, they are only to hold the cedar pole in place during trying times she stands straight usually. Her character is sheltered. The wood is polished and beautiful, and it holds up the tent which would be a household or family perhaps a network of friends that protect the inside from the elements perhaps protecting the next generation of tent poles. Really a beautiful poem.