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[[Speaker 1]] Yeah I think so, I mean I think that he's trying to find a home amongst all those people. And it's very easy to read Frost poems because there's usually a narrator in Frost poems, this is another difference between himself and the really modern poet where there's a notion that there isn't a narrator, with Frost there's always an "I." He and the preacher go to the black cottage, you know, "I took the road less traveled by," it's I took the less traveled by road. Um, and I think that, I think that there's that element of imposing himself on the land and creating it for us. Um, it is kind of, to go back to your other point, I think it's kind of intriguing, Frost staying in San Francisco, would he have been totally different? You know? Would he have, you know, yeah, I mean, [[inaudible]] yeah, and also just would he have been happier? I mean, everybody thinks "Yeah ok, maybe in the 1890s, California's pretty miserable," but yeah, you go out there to learn to surf and do the sun, yeah you had yours up first.

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[[Speaker 2]] You noticing that some of his poems in the early ones were kind of dark, I mean, they would illuminate some kind of weird, normally you write something real dark in the day, people look at you like some kind of crazy, so it's kinda weird.

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[[Speaker 1]] Well, I think that that's one of the reasons he's popular, I mean I think there is an element with Frost where, I think you're exactly right, that, I don't know whether they look at you weird because we still, we still like stories of people on the edge who might fail, I mean it's a melodrama, it's a dilemma, it's a problem that exists socially, it's a problem that exists personally. Um, I think there's an element of identification with Frost. Firstly, he is legible, you can understand him, a lot of poems. The last poem that I read directly probably his most complicated and difficult to understand poem, and still it's pretty easy to read it compared to what other people were writing in 1946. And that, that element of appeal that he evokes in extraordinary language, common experience, his son dying, he has a devastating poem called "Home Burial" where you know the farm family loses a son as Frost did, and having to bury the child at home in the little family graveyard, and that speaks, of course, to too many of our experiences.