In
my opinion, Robert Frost’s “After Apple-Picking” is about a man experiencing the last
minutes of his life, feels this “sleep” coming over him, and is thinking about all
the things he’s left undone. Several ways he has eluded to this is the ladder,
acting as a pathway between Earth and Heaven, and the higher he climbs, the
closer he gets. Also, the way he talks about things he hasn’t done, such as the
“barrel that I didn’t fill”, the apples he dropped which were then made into
cider “as of no worth”, and the fruit he’ll never “cherish in hand, lift down
and not let fall” as if he is reminiscing. I think he was saying that he’s
ready for death to come for him when he states he’s had too much of
apple-picking, and that he’s tired. At the end, the word sleep becomes like a
chant before “the long sleep” as if he’s counting sheep, or something to that
effect, even though he is still futilely wishing that it’ll just be some “human
sleep”.
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