Before man came to blow it right
The wind once blew itself untaught,
And did its loudest day and night
In any rough place where it caught.
Man came to tell it what was wrong:
I hadn’t found the place to blow;
It blew too hard–the aim was song.
And listen–how it ought to go!
He took a little in his mouth,
And held it long enough for north
To be converted into south,
And then by measure blew it forth.
By measure. It was word and note,
The wind the wind had meant to be–
A little through the lips and throat.
The aim was song–the wind could see.
Wind goes brrr
you fools the poem is about wind thats it nothing more get your head screwed right
bruh
No no, He’s got a point
i’m not sure about what you are saying….
remember, “the wind, the wind had meant to be” so wind had meant to be untamed and wild, man just couldn’t see the beuaty of it…. the whole realization or whatever that the wind had (the aim was song the wind could see) was just that he accepted the song, but still meant to be untamed… also the man taking a little bit has significance because if he took all of the wind, man would be changing the winds purpose which ties it to the religious aspect of robert frost, just my thoughts…
I don’t see this quite the same way. The wind has always been there, a force of nature, never creating song or music, just existing in noise. Frost even writes:
“The wind once blew itself untaught,
And did its loudest day and night
In any rough place where it caught”
the idea of being untaught just blowing in unrefined places whenever it was stuck in my opinion indicates a lack of beauty
Man is introduced later, and through manipulating the wind with “the lips and throat” he turns this basic element of nature into song, turns what was primitive and untamed into something beautiful.
That’s just my take on it, though I can definately see how the other perspective could be argued. Great poem 🙂
You’re all fools. the poem is obviously about playing the bagpipes. I mean look at his choice of words. Also, Frost’s mother was Scottish.
I think Mr. Frost was a very spiritual man. The wind is the breath of God that created all things. Man has been attempting to alter creation since he was formed from it. All God wants us to do is listen to his song.
I don’t nkow if it was smiling, but I think you’re mostly right.
I’m not sure this poem is as simple as you’re making it out to be. It seems to me that the Wind could represent an adult while the Man is a child. The Wind, knowing how to blow already, allows the Man to do it himself, giving the Man confidence.And the Wind is forced to do as many adults do and just sit back and smile while the Man shows off his new found skill.
My dear guidi this poem is actually very ironic, as it talks about man and how he wanted to show the wind how to blow. the wind has been blowing for ages and yet here comes the man who thinks that he knows it all and tries to teach the wind!
This poetic masterpiece reminds me of back when me and my Zimbabwian mistress pretended that the windows of my Alfa Romeo car were the windows of a time machine and that our arms became fossils.
This poem is ironical because the wind knew how to sing all along, while the mans foolishness is seen -(because he was trying to teach him).