Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

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Fire and Ice


Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
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  • Rookie - 15 Points Tawfeeq Hasan Khan (4/16/2014 5:32:00 AM)

    i am just of 14 now and quite inexperienced and have just stepped into the vast ocean of poetry.I would like to request you to comment on my poems to let me know the real depth of that ocean of poetry.Thank you, may the dusk in your life be lit by fireflies and you get the similar light as that you get in dawn... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 138 Points Stephen W (3/26/2014 11:52:00 PM)

    While there is much merit in Wahab Abdul's analysis, I think there is also an elliptically autobiographical element here. 'From what I've tasted of desire...' He is obliquely saying that these forces have wreaked destruction in his own life. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 770 Points Wahab Abdul (12/12/2013 12:09:00 AM)

    The concise, laconic, perfect and perfectly savage Fire and Ice, the antithesis of the long-winded New Hampshire, belongs with the apocalyptic Once by the Pacific. The alternatives in the title represent passion and hatred, two ways of destroying the world. The poem was inspired by a passage in Canto 32 of Dante's Inferno, in which the betrayers of their own kind are plunged, while in a fiery hell, up to their necks in ice: a lake so bound with ice, / It did not took like water, but like a glass... right clear / I saw, where sinners are preserved in ice. The last, understated word in Frost's poem, suffice, clinches the meaning (like difference in The Road Not Taken) by rhyming with the two lines that end in ice and enclosing that thematic word within itself (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,178 Points Geetha Jayakumar (11/26/2013 9:05:00 AM)

    Both are the powerful reflection of human nature.
    Everything begins with fire and ends in ice.
    Poem with deep meaning..... (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,178 Points Mel S (11/25/2013 3:06:00 PM)

    I'd say that the fire of desire he's talking about is the desire for things or people we can never have...The burn of jealousy, the green eyed monster that covets everything. It is the greedy possesivness that leads to some destroying what they love rather than letting it go to another.
    Ice is the cold hate that freezes hearts solid, pushing anything but it's ice out and locking everything into a hopeless, vicious cycle.

    Either one, if let to run unchecked, can and will destroy worlds. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,178 Points Tuan Hoang (11/18/2013 1:29:00 AM)

    Fire is hot
    Ice is cold
    A symbol of changing, Fire
    A symbol of unchanging, Ice
    Changing things, Fire
    Unchanging things, Ice
    Destruction if, no Fire or Ice (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 328 Points Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (10/23/2013 5:32:00 AM)

    The world began in fire
    And it will end in ice
    And as humans we hasten the process
    With nuclear weapons polished nice.....

    (Welcome to my page dear readers) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 5 Points Malini Kadir (10/3/2013 1:05:00 AM)

    It is true......that life kills with ice more profusely than with fire which only adds the thaw and perhaps provides
    cooked edibles........ (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 3 Points David Gee (6/25/2013 5:40:00 PM)

    Of course there are often different levels of meaning. Fire is also a symbol of passion, with the world going out in a blaze of consuming glory. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. How better to account for this line? And ice is a cold hatred, an estrangement, a hardening of the heart, and another way to end a connection to some other human being. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 3 Points Nidhi Rastogi (6/21/2013 3:21:00 AM)

    How deep in meaning... Frost has taken 'Fire' to be the metaphor for malice, hatred, fury, wrath, jealousy etc. At the same time he believes that 'Ice', which is a metaphor for indifference, callousness etc. is also potent enough to wipe out humanity and hence would bring the world to the brink of extinction.. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 18 Points Natasha Foster (6/11/2013 10:35:00 AM)

    I see two meanings behind this poem: One, hate, and the other, the end-of-times.
    If you don't see it, message me, and I'll try my best to explain. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 18 Points Gabriel Franxa (5/27/2013 2:41:00 AM)

    As someone who hated certain people, this poem has always struck an accord with me. For me this poem contrasts the 2 different approaches to hating and the destruction both are capable of. I have(in the past) done both. I started with the first and turned to the latter as the latter lasts longest and is sweeter though the first is SO intoxicating. The first kind is fiery hate. With this hate, the person lets his passions/desire fuel his pain. Such hate does not last long as the hate burns out leaving in its wake a path of destruction that affects both the hater and the hated. The other form of hate is cold. With this type, the person controls his passions and so thinks he controls the hate. He does nothing rash and passionate but rather, using his hate, becomes cold and calculating until he has a means of carrying out a perfect plan by which to exact whatever the hate demands. Then he executes that plan with cold exactitude. Or the hater will remain frozen with hatred for too long and end up accidentally destroying his life. To me this poem makes the most sense as a measuring of the destructive power of fiery, passionate hate and icy, calculating hate. Fire destroys intoxicatingly quickly but for destruction ice most assuredly does suffice. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 18 Points Sophia Engel (5/2/2013 4:01:00 AM)

    The first time I read this poem was in my very old, very worn copy of eclipse from the twilight saga, and for some unexplainable reason it made me feel.... like I belonged, ever since it was my favourite poem and I hope that some day I will be able to write as good poems with as much meaning and soul. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 18 Points Thisiswhy Ihatemylife (4/24/2013 12:34:00 AM)

    Most definitely an all-time favorite. The poem, though short, is able to convey two ideas of complete contrast while giving each its own personality, definition and importance; an excellent example of antithesis. Bringing icy-hot hate and passion to a new level. (Report) Reply

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