Do you share Robert Frost’s belief that “A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom…it runs a course of lucky events, and ends in a clarification of life.” “The Figure a Poem Makes” (250-251)? If possible try to explain in your own words what you understand by this statement. Can you give an example of a poem you have read that does just this?
I find poems an indulgence. I don’t usually think of poems when I think about studying literature to find wisdom. The first ones that come to my mind are novels, essays, plays and maybe then poems. I do share Robert Frost’s belief that “A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom…it runs a course of lucky events, and ends in a clarification of life.” “The Figure a Poem Makes” (250-251). Every poem I’ve read has been as a form of pleasure, and every poem that I’ve read has left me with a little bit of wisdom that I would’ve never thought of. One nof these poem’s that I have read that does this is a poem by Rupi Kaur, published in her book, Milk and honey.
This poem gives me so much strength every time I read it. It reminds me of all the things that I’ve gone through on my own and how much stronger I’ve emerged after every experience. And I don’t think this wisdom can be passed on by any novel, book, or essay as beautifully as it has been portrayed by this short poem.