Robert Frost

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 Robert Frost was born on March 26, 1874, in  San Francisco, CA, and died on January 29, 1963, in Boston, MA.As a poet, Robert Frost was greatly influenced by the emotions and events of everyday life. Within a seemingly banal event from a normal day—watching the ice weigh down the branches of a birch tree, mending the stones of a wall, mowing a field of hay—Frost discerned a deeper meaning, a metaphysical expression of a larger theme such as love, hate, or conflict.

 

His Poem

     

Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.

Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.

And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.

For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil. 

The message he's trying to get off is that life is so beautiful but we miss all of it but when we realize that it had passed we want it back again to see the beauty of it. I especially choose this poem because it tells that the beauty around us is so perfect but we miss it for our phones and video games and everything. I can really relate to this because I used to shut other people out because of my xbox and my phone but I stopped doing that and opened up my eye's up yo the more beautiful things in life. In this I feel like he was both a happy person but a sad person because he writes about every day life and the good and the bad.