The narrator of this poem has a dream or vision in which he sees "every fleck of russet showing clear."
The narrator of this poem has a dream or vision in which he sees "every fleck of russet showing clear." That narrator, who recognizes that "the essence of winter sleep is on the night," closes the poem by noting that "were he not gone, the woodchuck" could answer a question that he has. A chunk of this poem is devoted to a dream brought on after its narrator "cannot rub the strangeness from my sight" after looking at the world through the lens of a (*) pane of ice "skimmed this morning from the drinking trough and held against the world of hoary grass." Its narrator, who hears a rumbling sound from the cellar bin and has an ache in his "instep arch," announces that "I have had too much of [the title activity]: I am overtired." This poem opens with the image of a "barrel that I didn't fill" beside a "long two-pointed ladder sticking through a tree toward heaven still." For 10 points, name this Robert Frost poem whose narrator describes his weariness after the "great harvest" of "ten thousand fruit to touch, cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall."
The narrator of this poem has a dream or vision in which he sees "every fleck of russet showing clear."
“{After Apple-picking}”