Robert Frost is a very well known American poet, and what would be better then reviewing one of his famous poems? Birches takes us away from the woods of New Hampshire (which are typical of Frost's poems) or the despair of humanity and places us partly back in the woods, but also partly in a certain metaphor of sexuality not found in any of Robert Frost's other poems.
The poem taken literally revolves around a
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death" in the real world, and how fragile it can be. After reading "Birches" through many times the main thing I see is the comparison between the consequences of growing out of childhood and whether birches will survive through the harshness of winter.
The fact that this poem was written by Robert Frost is great evidence of its American ideals. The American lifestyle and concepts of the American Dream run ram pet throughout the poem.