Describe Critical Appreciation Of The Poem , After Apple Picking, By Robert Frost.


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Muddassar Nazar answered
"After Apple Picking" is a stimulating and thought provoking nature-lyric giving an account of a simple garden activity. But as it often happens in case of Robert Frost, it is possible to read this lyric on a number of different levels. It admits of subtle interpretation which has been brought out in some detail by Cleanth Brooks. He says that the concrete experience of apple-picking is communicated firmly and realistically, but the poem invites a symbolic extension of meaning. The drowsiness which the speaker feeds after the completion of the task is associated with the cycle of seasons. Its special character is emphasised by a bit of magic expressed in line 7-13.

The speaker goes on to speculate playfully on the form that his dreaming will take. It will surely be about apples for his instep still feels the pressure of the ladder rung, and his cars are still full of the rumble of apples rolling into the celler bin. But he returns to the subject of his drowsiness and the phrase 'whatever sleep it is', renews the suggestion that his sleepiness may not be merely ordinary human sleepiness.

The end of labour leaves the speaker with a sense of comletion and fulfilment. Similarly the ice sheet, through which he looks, signals the termination of the harvest, and the summons to the winter sleep of nature.

The poem suggests that sleep is like the sleep of death. It also suggests through the symbols that long sleep must lead to realization of 'ripeness is all' In this peculiarly bold manner Frost has used the couplet in a revolutionary, rather original way, violating the classical and romantic usage of this instrument of expression.
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Carlos Marino answered

Apple picking relates to the work we do in life, whatever that is. Apple picking is also done in the fall and is a symbol for the coming upon the last stages of life for a person. He is done with apple picking, almost done with his career, with life. His laddar points toward heaven. He is not quite finished with his life and work but he is getting tired.
The trough:
Since the time of year was fall, there was ice on the water trough. He picked up the sheet of ice from the water and looked through it. The grass is hoary and he is also aging. He is not close to understanding the reasons we must live the life we must, he's getting tired of figuring it out. His tiredness seems to be a preparation for the death to come sooner or later. All the outside and inner pressure to acheive in one's work and gain a success in life seems less relevant now that he is older with a different view. Why all the hurry and fuss? It all comes down to this anyway, a short life's end.
I'm just reading it with no background in the poem. Just the feeling I got from it.He imagines that these thoughts about worthless apples and dropping things will haunt his sleep. He wonders if it will be a long, deep sleep, like the hibernation of a woodchuck, or whether it will just be a normal "human"sleep.

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