The poem I have taken interest in comes from Frost’s youth as a young teen the title of his poem is call “My Butterfly”. During Frost’s late teen years is when he made his appearance as a “professional” poet, but this is only how he feels about himself after his poem “My Butterfly” was published in The Independent in 1894. Robert Frost always wrote his poems in the traditional English language, “which in my opinion only shows how intelligent he was and well versed in proper writing and language.” He used words like “emulous,” “daft,” and “wist” these are old poetic terms that help popped up in a lot of his poems.
This was Frost way of breaking through breaking through the controversial ways society and by using his own array of irregular rhyming. A key example of this would be in the line as “The gray grass is dappled with the snow” he shows his very own touch of recognizable idiom.
Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too,
And the daft sun-assaulter, he
That frighted thee so oft, is fled or dead:
Save only me
(nor is it sad to thee!)
Save only me
There is none left to mourn thee in the fields.
The gray grass is scarce dappled with the snow;
Its two banks have not shut upon the river;
But it is long ago-
It seems forever-
Since first I saw thee glances,
With all thy dazzling other ones,
In airy dalliance,
Precipitate in love,
Tossed, tangled, whirled and whirled above,
Like a limp worse-wreath in a fairy dance.
This is a small of Frost’s poem; his style of writing, and expressing his feelings. His imagery is very clear and leaves a well painted picture in your head, it is as if you are actually standing there yourself.
As said by Linda Hart in her article titled “The English Years of Robert Frost” he was born in 1872 and lived to 1963. He was the most popular poet of the twentieth century. Frost’s was had huge crowds of people attend his public and lectures, he was also well known and popular that there were buildings named in his honor and top universities offered him professorships. I believe that Robert Frost was an inspiration to all.
He wrote so that people could feel what he felt in his days; he makes others see what he saw with excellent word combining and perfect imagery. Awards are just hunks of metal that people own to show their skills and are a token of appreciation, but being able to get his words into the world and know that people love his writings to such great highs is what writers dream of and hope for when they lay pen to paper.
As stated on page 200, “Frost received the honorary America’s highest literary award, the Pulitzer prize, four times; and he received honorary degrees from forty universities. In January 1916 he famously recited “The Gift Outright” at the inauguration of John F. Kennedy.