Analysis of The Life of Robert Frost – One of The Most Interesting Poets for All Times

The poet that has often captivated the minds of many with his writings on nature, at least for my case this is true. I find Robert Frost to be one of the most interesting poets in all time, he seemed to have had a mind for the things of nature almost as if he was connected to the elements. The way he wrote about these settings in nature would make anyone think that he was present in the event almost spiritually. He suffered many losses during his life but somehow seemed to hold onto life with the most colorful view I’ve ever seen anybody have on life. I will continue walking through the life of Robert Frost.

Robert Frost spent his childhood in San Francisco, until his father died of tuberculosis, Frost then with his mother and sibling to Lawrence, Massachusetts so his mother could teach there. In 1890 Frost published his first poem based on William Prescott's “History of the conquest of Mexico”. He also published poems in his high schools’ bulletin. He enrolled in Dartmouth College in Hanover, New Hampshire, in 1892, and later at Harvard University in Boston, though he never earned a formal degree. After leaving school he had several jobs such as Teacher, Cobbler, and editor of the Lawrence sentinel. His first published work “My Butterfly”, appeared on November 8, 1894 in the New York Newspaper the Independent.

He married Elinor Miriam White who was a valedictorian honors in high school, she was a major inspiration for his poetry until her death in 1938. They moved to England in 1912, after they tried and failed at farming in New Hampshire. It was abroad that frost met and was influenced by such contemporary British poets like Edward Thomas, Rupert Brooke, and Robert Graves. While he was there, he also established friendship with poet Ezra pound, who helped promote and publish his work.

When he returned to The United States in 1915, he had published two full-length collections, A boy’s will Henry Holt and company, 1913 and North of Boston Henry Holt and company, 1914. By the 1920s he was the most celebrated poet in America, and with each new book his fame and honor increased including Pulitzer Prizes. He was a consultant in poetry to the library of congress from 1958-1959. He was thought of as a poet of traditional verse forms and metrics who remained steadfastly aloof from the poetics movements and fashions of his time. He was considered an author searching and often meditated heavily on dark things surrounding universal themes. He was an artist mixing in layers of ambiguity and irony.

He is often thought of as working with a puritan ethic being a lyricist of nature voicing the many things to the world others didn’t think where that important. He became a national celebrity, a great performer in the tradition of that earlier expert of the literary vernacular, Mark Twain. He was such an inspiration to many he became consumed by his surroundings and thoughts. Just like many other authors when something was getting to him, he would put it down on paper to keep from dwelling on it. He was ahead of his time while others went crazy with lunacy, he kept himself sane by freeing his mind of what drove so many people crazy.

He had many life experiences to draw from, he lost a wife, children, and siblings. Mental illness ran in his family he was a true hero overcoming his own demons and having to endure so much hurt he endured these hardships to teach a generation how they might deal with the same problems that he faced in his life. He was comfortable with what he knew drawing on the traditions of poets yet jumping out of boundaries creating a way of his own standing out against the gray.

In his poem “nothing Gold can stay” he is basically saying that nothings perfect but only for a moment life happens. Everything is constantly changing the heartbeat of the world around us stops for nothing, but maybe just for a second everything in life has a phase where everything is just right. In" stopping by woods on a snowy evening” He tells of the mystery and beauty that is in the forest, but we are too busy to stop and look at what is around us. We are too busy in this world to realize how precious our surroundings are, we are to blessed to even take a minute and breath it in.

Robert Frost was much more of an artist than a poet he knew what aspects in life to capture in his writings he knew what was important before many of his peers could even realize what was precious. He was a marvel of an author captivated the minds of many in a time there was so much hurt. He was so much more than people gave him credit for he knew what he wanted in life, and he didn’t let his problems stop him from reaching out and taking it. Robert frost was a poet that knew how to put things down on paper far superior to his counterparts.