Birches ( poem ) - wikipedia Birches ( poem ) `` Birches '' is a poem by American poet Robert Frost ( 1874 - 1963 ). It was included in Frost 's third collection of poetry Mountain Interval, which was published in 1916. Consisting of 59 lines, it is one of Robert Frost 's most anthologized poems. Along with other poems that deal with rural landscape and wildlife, it shows Frost as a nature poet. Contents 1 Background 2 Text 3 Summary 4 Analysis 5 Overview 6 Themes 7 Form 8 References 9 External links Background Frost 's writing of this poem was inspired by another similar poem `` Swinging on a Birch - tree '' by American poet Lucy Larcom and his own experience of swinging birch trees at his childhood. Frost once said `` it was almost sacrilegious climbing a birch tree till it bent, till it gave and swooped to the ground, but that 's what boys did in those days ''. Written in 1913 - 1914, `` Birches '' first appeared in Atlantic Monthly in the August issue of 1915 and was later collected in Frost 's third book Mountain Interval ( 1916 ). Text Birches When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy 's been swinging them. But swinging does n't bend them down to stay As ice - storms do. Often you must have seen them Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning After a rain. They click upon themselves As the breeze rises, and turn many - colored As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel. Soon the sun 's warmth makes them shed crystal shells Shattering and avalanching on the snow - crust -- Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away You 'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen. They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break ; though once they are bowed So low for long, they never right themselves : You may see their trunks arching in the woods Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair Before them over their heads to dry in the sun. But I was going to say when Truth broke in With all her matter - of - fact about the ice - storm I should prefer to have some boy bend them As he went out and in to fetch the cows -- Some boy too far from town to learn baseball, Whose only play was what he found himself, Summer or winter, and could play alone. One by one he subdued his father 's trees By riding them down over and over again Until he took the stiffness out of them, And not one but hung limp, not one was left For him to conquer. He learned all there was To learn about not launching out too soon And so not carrying the tree away Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise To the top branches, climbing carefully With the same pains you use to fill a cup Up to the brim, and even above the brim. Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish, Kicking his way down through the air to the ground. So was I once myself a swinger of birches. And so I dream of going back to be. It 's when I 'm weary of considerations, And life is too much like a pathless wood Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs Broken across it, and one eye is weeping From a twig 's having lashed across it open. I 'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate willfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth 's the right place for love : I do n't know where it 's likely to go better. I 'd like to go by climbing a birch tree, And climb black branches up a snow - white trunk Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches. Summary When the speaker ( the poet himself ) sees a row of bent birches in contrast to straight trees, he likes to think that some boy has been swinging them. He then realizes that it was not a boy, rather the ice storms that had bent the birches. On a winter morning, freezing rain covers the branches with ice, which then cracks and falls to the snow - covered ground. The sunlight refracts on the ice crystals, making a brilliant display. When the truth strikes the speaker, he still prefers his imagination of a boy swinging and bending the birches. The speaker says he also was a swinger of birches when he was a boy and wishes to be so now. When he becomes weary of this world, and life becomes confused, he would like to go toward heaven by climbing a birch tree and then coming back again, because earth is the right place for love. Analysis This poem is written in blank verse, with a particular emphasis on the `` sound of sense. '' For example, when Frost describes the cracking of the ice on the branches, his selections of syllables create a visceral sense of the action taking place : `` Soon the sun 's warmth makes them shed crystal shells / Shattering and avalanching on the snow crust -- / Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away... '' Originally, this poem was called `` Swinging Birches, '' a title that perhaps provides a more accurate depiction of the subject. In writing this poem, Frost was inspired by his childhood experience with swinging on birches, which was a popular game for children in rural areas of New England during the time. Frost 's own children were avid `` birch swingers, '' as demonstrated by a selection from his daughter Lesley 's journal : `` On the way home, i climbed up a high birch and came down with it and i stopped in the air about three feet and pap cout me. '' In the poem, the act of swinging on birches is presented as a way to escape the hard rationality or `` Truth '' of the adult world, if only for a moment. As the boy climbs up the tree, he is climbing toward `` heaven '' and a place where his imagination can be free. The narrator explains that climbing a birch is an opportunity to `` get away from earth awhile / And then come back to it and begin over. '' A swinger is still grounded in the earth through the roots of the tree as he climbs, but he is able to reach beyond his normal life on the earth and reach for a higher plane of existence. Frost highlights the narrator 's regret that he can no longer find this peace of mind from swinging on birches. Because he is an adult, he is unable to leave his responsibilities behind and climb toward heaven until he can start fresh on the earth. In fact, the narrator is not even able to enjoy the imagined view of a boy swinging in the birches. In the fourth line of the poem, he is forced to acknowledge the `` Truth '' of the birches : the bends are caused by winter storms, not by a boy swinging on them. Significantly, the narrator 's desire to escape from the rational world is inconclusive. He wants to escape as a boy climbing toward heaven, but he also wants to return to the earth : both `` going and coming back. '' The freedom of imagination is appealing and wondrous, but the narrator still can not avoid returning to `` Truth '' and his responsibilities on the ground ; the escape is only a temporary one. The poem is full of ambiguity and it has got a very aesthetic sense to it. Overview Written in conversational language, the poem constantly moves between imagination and fact, from reverie to reflection. In the opening, the speaker employs an explanation for how the birch trees were bent. He is pleased to think that some boys were swinging them when he is suddenly reminded that it is actually the ice - storm that bends the trees. Thus, the poem makes some shift of thought in its description. An abrupt shift occurs when the speaker yearns to leave this earth because of its confusion and make a heaven - ward journey. But the speaker does not want to die by leaving earth forever. He wants to come back to this earth, because to the speaker, the earth is, though not perfect, a better place for going on. The speaker is not one who is ready to wait for the promise of afterlife. The love expressed here is for life and himself. This shows Frost 's agnostic side where heaven is a fragile concept to him. This becomes clear when he says the inner dome of heaven had fallen. Rich metaphoric thinking and imagery abound in the poem, where Frost presents some sharp descriptions of natural phenomena. Themes The poem centers on various themes of balance, youth, spirituality, and the natural world. It deals with the issue of how to reconcile between impulse and caution, between spontaneity and structure. This act of balancing remains a crucial theme in Frost 's thought, and his typical suggestion for this is to execute things in a way that requires control and skill -- be it a question of climbing and swinging a Birch tree or an act of writing or any other issue of real life. Each of us is disillusioned in life. There are so many problems and troubles that fill us with anxiety and tension. Sometimes we feel highly burdened. So we want an escape from our woes. We want to do something to reach a place of calm and exhilaration. The poet 's desire to rise up on the branch of a birch is symptomatic of our desire to escape from the world of harsh realities. But he does not want to remain in the world of fancy forever. He wants a momentary escape from the troubles of the earth, only to return to it to enjoy all the charms it provides. Youth also comes as a theme in this poem as the speaker imagines some boy despite coming across one. Form The poem is written in blank verse. The language is conversational ( use of first person ' I ' and second person ' You '. ) References Jump up ^ Lynen, John F ( 2009 ). Bloom, Harold, ed. Robert Frost. Infobase Publishing. p. 38. ISBN 9781438115832. ^ Jump up to : Fagan, Deirdre J. ( 2007 ). Critical Companion to Robert Frost : A Literary Reference to His Life and Work. Infobase Publishing. p. 42. ISBN 9781438108544. Retrieved 10 November 2013. Jump up ^ Parini, Jay ( 1999 ). Robert Frost : A Life. New York : Halt. p. 22. ^ Jump up to : Ingebretsen, Edward J. ( 2001 ). Nancy Lewis Tuten, ed. The Robert Frost Encyclopedia. Greenwood Publishing Group. p. 31. ISBN 9780313294648. Jump up ^ Deirdre J. Fagan ( 2007 ), p. 43 Jump up ^ `` Birches Theme of Youth ''. Shmoop. Shmoop University, Inc. Retrieved 15 November 2013. Jump up ^ `` Frost 's Early Poems ''. SparkNotes LLC. Retrieved 8 November 2013. External links `` Birches '' at Academy of American Poets `` Birches '' at Poetry Foundation `` Birches '' at LibriVox ( 12 free readings, downloadable ) Retrieved from `` https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Birches_(poem)&oldid=835780306 '' Categories : Robert Frost 1916 poems Poetry by Robert Frost Talk Contents About Wikipedia Add links This page was last edited on 10 April 2018, at 18 : 40. About Wikipedia

Question: how many lines are in the poem birches
Answer: 59 lines