A Star In A Stoneboat : by Robert Frost : Analysis

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A Star In A Stoneboat

For Lincoln MacVeagh

Never tell me that not one star of all
That slip from heaven at night and softly fall
Has been picked up with stones to build a wall.

Some laborer found one faded and stone-cold,
And saving that its weight suggested gold
And tugged it from his first too certain hold,

He noticed nothing in it to remark.
He was not used to handling stars thrown dark
And lifeless from an interrupted arc.

He did not recognize in that smooth coal
The one thing palpable besides the soul
To penetrate the air in which we roll.

He did not see how like a flying thing
It brooded ant eggs, and bad one large wing,
One not so large for flying in a ring,

And a long Bird of Paradise's tail
(Though these when not in use to fly and trail
It drew back in its body like a snail):

Nor know that be might move it from the spot—
The harm was done: from having been star-shot
The very nature of the soil was hot

And burning to yield flowers instead of grain,
Flowers fanned and not put out by all the rain
Poured on them by his prayers prayed in vain.

He moved it roughly with an iron bar,
He loaded an old stoneboat with the star
And not, as you might think, a flying car,

Such as even poets would admit perforce
More practical than Pegasus the horse
If it could put a star back in its course.

He dragged it through the plowed ground at a pace
But faintly reminiscent of the race
Of jostling rock in interstellar space.

It went for building stone, and I, as though
Commanded in a dream, forever go
To right the wrong that this should have been so.

Yet ask where else it could have gone as well,
I do not know—I cannot stop to tell:
He might have left it lying where it fell.

From following walls I never lift my eye,
Except at night to places in the sky
Where showers of charted meteors let fly.

Some may know what they seek in school and church,
And why they seek it there; for what I search
I must go measuring stone walls, perch on perch;

Sure that though not a star of death and birth,
So not to be compared, perhaps, in worth
To such resorts of life as Mars and Earth—

Though not, I say, a star of death and sin,
It yet has poles, and only needs a spin
To show its worldly nature and begin

To chafe and shuffle in my calloused palm
And run off in strange tangents with my arm,
As fish do with the line in first alarm.

Such as it is, it promises the prize
Of the one world complete in any size
That I am like to compass, fool or wise.

For Lincoln MacVeagh  Never tell me that not one star of all That slip from heaven at night and softly fall Has been picked up with stones to build a wall.  Some laborer found one faded and stone-cold, And saving that its weight suggested gold And tugged it from his first too certain hold,  He noticed nothing in it to remark. He was not used to handling stars thrown dark And lifeless from an interrupted arc.
A Star In A Stoneboat

Analysis

Introduction:

      The formal, decorous poem A Star In A Stoneboat from New Hampshire deals with astronomy - the places 'where showers of meteors let fly'. Robert Frost curious seeking toward, beyond earthly element find the expression of meteorites. A mystical fascination of unearthly component, beyond the range of bound, is essential concern in the poem.

Development of Thought:

      The skeptical believer in the poem develops his thoughts casually and with wonder. He has all the caution of the skeptic, and the rebelliousness of the non-conformist. He finds joy in his contemplation of the vast mystery of jostling rock in interstellar space, but the loftiest element in his pleasure comes from his belief that the vast process is connected with the larger system of life in the universe. He is content with the here and now, and not troubled about his incomprehension of what lies beyond human experience and the perplexities of infinite distances.

Critical Remarks:

      Frost's faith restrained by skepticism finds a strikingly balanced expression in this poem. The poem is in three-line rhyming stanzas. Life is functioning with the coordination of larger element in the universe. The skeptical mind regard astronomical offering is on acquiring mood.

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