Robert Frost's "Birches"

<p>Today’s poem is a classical example of Frost’s virtuosity in crafting solid figures–here trees, climbing, etc.–that stubbornly defy allegorizing, but that simultaneously seem effortlessly to point beyond themselves. Happy reading.</p> <br/><br/>This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit <a href="https://dailypoempod.substack.com/subscribe?utm_medium=podcast&#38;utm_campaign=CTA_2">dailypoempod.substack.com/subscribe</a>