Robert Frost poem preaches Socialism through Imagery

                                         Introduction

                     Robert Frost holds a unique and almost isolated position in American literature. Frost's poetry reflects that he always kept the distance from the cities and lives in rural areas in the company of natural environment. Through his poems, we can reach to a philosophical conclusion that the Frost's moral of the poem is that real life, with all its hard labor, can give greater pleasure than all fanciful dreams of man. Idle dreaming is rejected in favor of life and reality. 

           Socialism through Natural Imagery In "Stopping by                           Woods on a Snowy Evening" 

                     

                  The Poem is short, its subject unexceptional. However, Frost blalantly holds back significant information - which has unsettling effect. The title "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" present the scene. The narrator stops by trees. here the word "stop" may have two different types. Some stop "two shoulder there burden" before continuing on their way ; others stop "in order to rest". In the poem when the man stops Frost want to describe his absolute human loneliness in this scene. Yet this isolation from human society is immediately violated. Frost indicates that even amidst this lonely scene, the man isn't completely removed from human culture and history. He has not wholeheartedly abandon himself to the magical vision before you. No, he comes from society, and will return to it. Yet " the woods are lovely, dark and deep"; he is enchanted.
                    Accordingly, Frost's use of words is understandable. A forest is a wild place, ancient and endless man cannot impose his will on it. Woods are tamer, more manageable. Likewise, the village represents an outpost between the city and the wilderness. The poem's narrator is truly suspended between the draw of nature, on the one hand, and his connection to the human society in which he was raised, on the other.
                    The first three  stanzas serve as an exposition to the last stanza, which presents a stark contract to what has come before. Frost outlines two conflicting worlds, two existentialism systems. In Either/Or, Kierkegaard portrays the clashing views of "ethical man" and "aesthetic man". Frost expresses this conflict beautifully in his poem. "The woods are lovely, dark and deep", emphasizes the paradoxical beauty of the scene: it is "lovely", the light "l" sounds playing on our lips, but also "dark and deep", the alliterative "d" being stronger, dominant. We learn that the narrator's present situation is but one instant in a busy, bustling life. Yet here he pauses amidst the excitement of his life. His "Stopping by the Woods" reflects the extraordinary magic this natural scene exerts upon his imagination. It is a moment of wonderment. There is something in the woods' beauty that draws him in, lure him, encouraging him to abandon his anxious self- consciousness. Something within him cries: "What, are you insane? Where are you going in such a hurry? What's the rush? Stay here, marvel at the glowing darkness, at this simple beauty." Aesthetic man longs to dedicate himself to his senses, but rather the aesthetic sense: delicate, beautiful, drawn to all the splendor and majesty of the world.

          Socialism through natural imagery in "Mowing"

                     Before becoming known as a poet, Frost was a farmer. He is no stranger to hard work, and the line "It was no dream of the gift of idle hours", tells us that he isn't opposed to it either. He makes peace with the fact that life include hard work at times, and he isn't wasting his time whining that he wished he had slept in that morning and was lounging around with a mimosa, instead of being out in the hot sun, mowing the lawn with a scythe. A common impression of poets, especially at the time Frost was writing, is that all they do is sit around and daydream. A lot of the process of writing poetry of course, goes on inside the poet's head. It may look like they are sitting around doing nothing, but the wheels upstairs are churning away with wild abandon. In other words, writing poetry is hard work. It is the mental equivalent to the physical effort of mowing with a scythe.

                    In the next line Frost has talked about lots of fairy and folk tales which involved about someone receiving gold in return for well, pretty much nothing other than stumbling across a magical creature's stash. The point is that no one in those stories really had to work very hard to get those riches. Unfortunately, as is the case with so many people who have turns off money dumped in their lap, it goes just as swiftly as it came. The spoils of hard work, on the other hand are even valuable than gold alone. Again from the poetry angle the narrator may be addressing the tendency for artist for all types to talk about being inspired by muses and other lofty things. However, poetry can also be found in the everyday things. The poem inspired by this day cutting grass is just as valuable if not more so, than the poem that was written after some zap of inspiration from a supposedly divine or otherworldly source.  

                     Frost was often criticized for writing about the everyday moments and events in our lives because many critics felt that poems about things liking mowing the lawn were tool low - brow for hoity - toity poetry salons and readings. What he's trying to convey, though, is that poetry can be found anywhere, at any time , and by anyone. Frost said once in an interview that "If poetry isn't understanding all, the whole world, then it isn't worth anything".

                   Hard work is not without its beauty, rewards, or dangers. Some people can make a dirty joke from any situation. When those people are also poetry critics, they can find sexiness even in Frost poem about mowing the lawn. We have to admit that it is a bit strange that the most specific detail in this entire poem is the name of the flowers he is hacking down as he mows. It is just so happens that these orchises derive their name from the Greek word "orkhis", which just happens to mean testicte. 

                                    Conclusion      

                     Thus, Frost may be considered as writer who gave a totally new idea of nature and very successfully preached socialism using natural imagery. Frost is successful at connecting nature to the everyday human experiences.