I say, opps, because this week my posts are all out of order,
by all rights, this should be one post down, as it concerns the essay. (So if you are looking for my answers for this weeks questions, move one post older and voila, or viola, mmmm which is the stringed instrument and which is the exclamation?)
Things have a way of working out; uninspired lately, I was in limbo about what to discuss in a 7 page essay. However, reading Frost’s poetry this week got my mind awhirlin. (I know that “awhilrin” is a made-up word, MSOffice even underlined it in red for me however, awhirlin describes my mind quite well; which is the intent of literature right?)
Years ago I fell in love with Frost. The spiritual and physical connectivity between Man and Nature with little inclusion of standard religion. Sure, there are a great many religious allegories present, the essay would identify as well as highlight attempting to explain Frost’s references. Nature as God/goddess. Man as part of Nature. Connections existing between mankind through nature.
I would propose looking at several of his works, attempting to ferret out that “connection”. Attempting to find out, where I am headed, what I am doing, who am I, who do I wish to become?, with whom? and for how many jelly beans.
All art seeks to convey a message; good art makes a connection between the artist, the viewer as well as the subject matter. Sort of a Ménage à trois love triangle. Literature, being a visual art in it’s own right, seeks just this ideal. I would enjoy delving into what message(s) Robert Frost is attempting to say to both ourselves as well as himself. Look for commonalities in structure, theme, metaphors, analogies as well as some of his biographical history.
Decker
This is a wonderful idea! I say go for it. You might want to look at the act of physical labor and the use of tools as two sorts of mediation between humanity and nature. Work is central to the way Frost thinking about the connection with nature.
ReplyDeleteHere's a poem that might be useful, though it's not in our book:
http://www.poemtree.com/poems/Mowing.htm