Tuesday, February 26, 2008

The Silken Tent

I know, but it helps me work more easily, having it right there and all...

She is as in a field of silken tent
At midday when the sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,

And its supporting central cedar pole,
That is its pinnacle to heavenward
And signifies the sureness of the soul,
Seems to owe naught to any single cord,

But strictly held by none, is loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To every thing on earth the compass round,
And only by one's going slightly taut

In the capriciousness of summer air
Is of the slightlest bondage made aware.

-Robert Frost
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One long sentence.

One student in class mentioned how the poem could be considered sexually mischevious. I say yes to that. And towards the end of class, it was brought up that this poem was created during the war. Almost every sentence could be sexual code for soldiers going to tents to find girls to please. When the breeze of a sunny summer comes and the ropes relent, it reminds me a calming feeling. Maybe to express the pleasure men receive.
And its supporting cedar pole, which could be a fallic symbol, points to Heaven. Perhaps to signify that its human nature to mate. Not mate, but to do the do. His sureness of the soul is his knowing the reason why we live. And he's not tied down by any one, strictly held by none. But he is loosely bound, by his trysts during war downtime. To every thing on Earth, the compass round. War is a global event. Soldiers go to foreign lands, everywhere on the compass.
Taut means tangled. A slighttest bondage, a connection but minor. Not deep, but just for kicks.

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