“Birches” by Robert Frost (poetry reading)
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Bob used to be the King of the Swingers when young. He was never much of a ball-player, so when he was an old dude what he missed most was hanging with his birches. It's interesting that he avoids the word "frost" when describing the ice that bends the trees. Actually the poem doesn't need much analysis because the meaning is plain enough.
November 22nd, 2011 - 20:28
more like bitches
November 22nd, 2011 - 21:22
Well done!
November 22nd, 2011 - 21:34
@PsychedelicScenery <.< or maybe you have a very suggestive mind that leads you to that conclusion in most situations. Think about that.
November 22nd, 2011 - 21:49
My favorite poem of all time.
November 22nd, 2011 - 22:33
I love this poem. Robert frost is the greatest poet..
November 22nd, 2011 - 22:36
thank you for posting
November 22nd, 2011 - 22:37
i love this poem because it reminds me so much of my childhood and oh how i wish of going back.
November 22nd, 2011 - 22:54
RF, thanks for your excellent work, my 3 yr. old goes to sleep listening….
November 22nd, 2011 - 23:42
that is beautiful poetry i have a barlow public speaking contest tom. i hope i win with this peice =] !
November 23rd, 2011 - 00:26
OMG!! SUCH BEAUTY WITH WORDS!
November 23rd, 2011 - 01:11
thanks man, loving the frost poetry. What about Fire and Ice, or Desert places.