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  • Robert Frost’s “Carpe Diem”

    Image: Robert Frost 

    Robert Frost’s “Carpe Diem”

    The phrase “carpe diem” meaning “seize the day” originates with the classical Roman poet Horace. Frost’s speaker offers a different view that questions the usefulness of that idea.  This poem offers a sample of the themes and the style in which Frost wrote most of his more successful poems.

    Introduction with Text of “Carpe Diem”

    The speaker in Robert Frost’s “Carpe Diem” offers a rebuttal to the philosophical advice portrayed in the notion “seize the day.”  Frost’s speaker has decided that the present is not really that easy or valuable enough for capturing.   Thus, this rebel has some subterfuge advice for his listeners.  Let art and life coalesce on a new notion.

    Carpe Diem

    Age saw two quiet children
    Go loving by at twilight,
    He knew not whether homeward,
    Or outward from the village,
    Or (chimes were ringing) churchward,
    He waited, (they were strangers)
    Till they were out of hearing
    To bid them both be happy.
    “Be happy, happy, happy,
    And seize the day of pleasure.”
    The age-long theme is Age’s.
    ‘Twas Age imposed on poems
    Their gather-roses burden
    To warn against the danger
    That overtaken lovers
    From being overflooded
    With happiness should have it.
    And yet not know they have it.
    But bid life seize the present?
    It lives less in the present
    Than in the future always,
    And less in both together
    Than in the past. The present
    Is too much for the senses,
    Too crowding, too confusing-
    Too present to imagine.

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    Commentary on “Carpe Diem”

    The phrase “carpe diem” meaning “seize the day” originates with the classical Roman poet Horace around 65 B. C. Frost’s speaker offers a different notion that questions the usefulness of that idea.

    First Movement:  Age as a Person

    Age saw two quiet children
    Go loving by at twilight,
    He knew not whether homeward,
    Or outward from the village,
    Or (chimes were ringing) churchward,
    He waited, (they were strangers)
    Till they were out of hearing
    To bid them both be happy.
    “Be happy, happy, happy,
    And seize the day of pleasure.” 

    In the first movement of Robert Frost’s “Carpe Diem,” the speaker creates a metaphor by personifying “Age,” who is observing a pair of young lovers.  The lovers are on a journey—to where the speaker is not privy.  

    Because the speaker does not know exactly whither the couple is bound, he speculates that they may be simply going home, or may be traveling out of their home village, or they may be headed to church.  

    The last guess is quite possible because the  speaker suggest that he is hearing the ringing of bells.  Because the lovers are “strangers” to the speaker, he does not address them personally.  

    But after the couple can no longer hear, the speaker wishes for them happiness in their lives.  He also adds the “carpe diem” admonition, elongating it to a full, “Be happy, happy, happy, / And seize the day of pleasure.”

    Second Movement:  A New Take on an Old Concept

    The age-long theme is Age’s.
    ‘Twas Age imposed on poems
    Their gather-roses burden
    To warn against the danger
    That overtaken lovers
    From being overflooded
    With happiness should have it.
    And yet not know they have it. 

    At this point, after presenting a little drama exemplifying the oft touted employment of the expression in question, the speaker commences his evaluation of the age-old adage, “carpe diem.”   The speaker first notes that is it always the old folks who foist this faulty notion upon the young.  

    This questionable command of the aged has spilled into poems the rose-gathering obligation related to time.  His allusion to Robert Herrick’s “To the Virgins to Make Much of Time” will not be lost on the observant and the literary.  The implication that a couple in love must stop with basking in that all-consuming feeling and take note of it is laughable to the speaker.  

    Lovers know they are in love, and they enjoy quite tangibly in the here-and-now that being in love.  Telling them to “seize” that moment is like telling a toddler to stop and enjoy laughing as she enjoys playing with her toddler toys.   One need not make a spectacle of one’s enjoyment for future use.

    Third Movement:  The Faulty Present

    But bid life seize the present?
    It lives less in the present
    Than in the future always,
    And less in both together
    Than in the past. The present
    Is too much for the senses,
    Too crowding, too confusing-
    Too present to imagine.

    Lovers know they are in love and enjoy that state of being.   They are, in fact, seizing the present with all their might.  But for this speaker, the very idea of life in general being lived in the present only is faulty, cumbersome, and finally unattainable simply because of the way the human brain is naturally wired. 

    This speaker believes that life is lived “less in the present” than in the future.   Folks always live and move with their future in mind.  But surprisingly, according to this speaker, people live more in the past than in both the present and the future.   

    How can that be?  Because the past has already happened.  They have the specifics with which to deal.  So the mind returns again and again to the past, as it merely contemplates the present and gives a nod to the future.  Why not live more in the present?  Because the present is filled with everything that attracts and stimulates the senses. 

    The senses, the mind, the heart, the brain become overloaded with all of the details that surround them.  Those things crowd in on the mind and the present becomes “too present to imagine.”  

    The imagination plays such vital role in human life that the attempt to confine it to an area of overcrowding renders it too stunned to function.  And the future:  of course, the first complaint is that it has not happened yet.  But the future is the fertile ground of the imagination.  

    Imagining what will come tomorrow is a popular way of spending time:  What will we have for lunch?  What job will I train for?  Where will I live when I get married?  What will my children look like?  

    These brain sparks all indicate future time. Thus the speaker has determined that the human mind lives more in the future than in the present.     The “carpe diem” notion which this speaker has demoted to a mere suggestion remains a shining goal that is touted but few ever feel they can reach. 

    Maybe because they have not considered the efficacy of American poet Frost’s suggestion over the latinate command of Roman poet Horace, that notion will remain that shining yet seldom attained goal for mosts folks.

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  • Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”

    Image: Robert Frost – Library of Congress

    Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”

    Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” seems simple, but its repeated phrase, “And miles to go before I sleep,” offers room for speculation.  Many of Frost’s poems present a tricky element, as he quipped about “The Road Not Taken” being “very tricky.”

    Introduction with Text of “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”

    The beloved American poet, Robert Frost, wrote many “tricky poems.” Frost has even quipped that his “The Road Not Taken” is a “very tricky poem.” One might wonder if he also thought that many of his other poems are tricky.  Chiefly because of the final repeated line, his “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” may also be considered a highly tricky poem.

    The main event of the poem remains uncomplicated: a man has paused his trek home  and sits by a woodland viewing the scene as the snow is piling up in the woods.  And the man’s thoughts as he continues to view the scene and what he expresses as he watches may suggest many questions regarding his thoughts and musings. 

    The speaker’s audience then must remain curious about the speaker’s reasons for stopping to muse: was it only to watch the snow filling up the woods?  Why does he think his stopping is “queer”—a qualification he projected onto his horse?  Why does he care if the owner of the woods would see him?

    The questions raised are only suggested in the speaker’s report but never answered.  Although the poem is very simple and uncomplicated without even the use of a literary device such as metaphor, it encourages much speculation. 

    Then too, a further puzzlement might be: what seemed to cause him to return to his ordinary consciousness from his trance-like musing on the loveliness of snow piling up in the woods?

    Although critics who have interpreted the notion of suicide from the last repeated line can offer nothing concrete for such a bizarre reading,  still that repetition may suggest something other than its literal claim.  Readers are, of course, free to speculate about the difference in meanings of the repeated line, but at the same time they can still enjoy the simple beauty of the poem.

    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

    Whose woods these are I think I know. 
    His house is in the village though; 
    He will not see me stopping here  
    To watch his woods fill up with snow.   

    My little horse must think it queer   
    To stop without a farmhouse near   
    Between the woods and frozen lake   
    The darkest evening of the year.   

    He gives his harness bells a shake   
    To ask if there is some mistake.
    The only other sound’s the sweep   
    Of easy wind and downy flake.  

    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   
    But I have promises to keep,   
    And miles to go before I sleep,   
    And miles to go before I sleep.

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    Image: “Musing on a Snowy Evening” – Created by ChatGPT – Titled by Linda Sue Grimes

    Commentary on “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”

    One of his tricky poems, Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” seems simple, but the repetition of its nuanced phrase, “And miles to go before I sleep,” offers room for interpretation.

    Stanza 1: The Reason for Stopping

    Whose woods these are I think I know. 
    His house is in the village though; 
    He will not see me stopping here  
    To watch his woods fill up with snow. 

    Robert Frost’s simple poem, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” offers an uncomplicated scene wherein a man who was riding a horse pauses his ride by the roadside near a wooded area to observe as the snow is falling and piling up in the woods.

    The poem is executed without extensive figurative language and literary devices such as metaphor and metonymy.  However, the speaker’s claims do herald questions as noted in the introduction.

    One is likely to wonder if the speaker would not have stopped if he thought the owner of the land would see him.  Because the speaker mentions that fact, the listener cannot help but wonder why.

    Stanza 2:  The Horse Thinks What the Man Thinks

    My little horse must think it queer   
    To stop without a farmhouse near   
    Between the woods and frozen lake   
    The darkest evening of the year.   

    The speaker then reports what he thinks his horse thinks:  he claims that his horse must be thinking it an odd thing to be stopping before reaching home, and equally strange that the man would want to stop beside a woodland and lake while it is becoming dark outside.

    The speaker suggests that the time of year is around December 22, the shortest day of the year and the beginning of winter in the Northern Hemisphere.  That is the reason it is “the darkest evening of the year.”

    It is obvious that it is the speaker himself who thinks his behavior is odd, stopping in the cold, dark winter weather to watch snow falling in a woods.  That he projects his thoughts onto his “little horse” is, of course, merely a ruse that dramatizes his own actions.

    Stanza 3: Soft Breezes and Flaky Snow

    He gives his harness bells a shake   
    To ask if there is some mistake.
    The only other sound’s the sweep   
    Of easy wind and downy flake.  

    In stanza 3, the speaker reveals that he thinks the horse has deemed this stopping as odd because the horse is shaking his head and rattling his harness.  The speaker continues to speculate about what the horse thinks; this time he suggests that his horse thinks he made a “mistake.”  Such speculation about the cogitation of a horse actually becomes rather comical.

    It has become quite clear that all of the thoughts the speaker has speculated about what the horse thinks is simply what the speaker himself is thinking.  He seems to want to suggest that this stopping to watch snow filling up a woods is somehow unseemly or at least “queer”—in the original definition of the term.

    The speaker then notices that other than the rattling of the horse’s harness it is utterly quiet with the only sound he hears being the wind gently blowing as the snowflakes whirl around and into the woodland.

    Stanza 4: Many Miles to Keep Promises

    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   
    But I have promises to keep,   
    And miles to go before I sleep,   
    And miles to go before I sleep.

    In stanza 4,  the speaker paints the only pictorial details about what he is viewing, as he reports that the woodland is “lovely, dark and deep.”  The bulk of the poem simply offers speculation about who might have seen him and what his little horse may be thinking.  

    Finally, the speaker ends his musing by claiming that he has made promises, and he must keep them.  He must still be a fairly great distance from his residence as he claims that he has miles yet to travel before he can “sleep.”  Those final three lines, actually, state the reason that the speaker must cease his musing on the beauty and quiet of the woodland and continue on with he journey back home.

    But the claim that he “has miles to go before [he] sleep[s]” because it is repeated offers room for interpretation.  Perhaps the second repetition has a different meaning from the first, or just perhaps that is the only way to end poem.

    The Rime Scheme

    It is quite likely that the final repetition has no further meaning from it first iteration.  The rime scheme that the poet has crafted simply offers no way out of the poem except to repeat the line:  AABA BBCB CCDC DDDD.

    Notice that the poet has taken the last word in the third line of the first stanza—”here”—and rimed it with last word in the first—”queer,” second—”near,” and fourth—”year” lines in the second stanza.

    He then repeats that scheme until the end of the poem.  In theory, he could have continued down through the entire alphabet. With such a connected system of riming, there is no useful, harmonious way to end the poem, except the way he actually did.

    Perhaps merely stopping is a option but not as graceful, and too, by the repetition in this particular poem, because of the subject matter, the repetition adds a nuance of meaning, promulgating the suggestion that the first part of the repetition has a different meaning form the second.

    Repeated Line Open to Interpretation

    By repeating the line, “And miles to go before I sleep,” the speaker has crafted an intriguing curiosity that cannot be mollified by the reader, scholar, critic, or commentarian.   The poem offers no support for the idea that the speaker is suggesting he might be thinking about suicide.  That interpretive speculation is overly melodramatic.  

    However, the speaker seems to awaken from a trance-like musing as he watches the snow piling up in the woods, and it does remain unclear what caused him to wake up from that dream-like musing. As laid out in the introduction, the piece does herald questions without providing any concrete answers.

    Because these questions are not answered by the speaker of the poem, but also because Robert Frost called his poem, “The Road Not Taken,” “a tricky poem,” readers may possibly speculate that Frost held that his “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” was also a “very tricky poem.” 

    Ultimately, answers to those questions do not matter.  The poem offers a serene scene of a man observing nature and then moving on.  The meaningful beauty of the poem, one might argue, is in the lack of details and how a consummate poet can create a stunning, impressive piece of art based on such simplicity.

    Image:  Robert Frost – Library of Congress