There must be some scent, some odor that has eluded him and thus barred him from making the perfect scent and ending his journey. Now in his new form he must continue his work that he had once thought finished. Only this time Jean Baptiste had more than olfactory powers, he has found that like most lost spirits and souls, he has to some degree the ability to control and overcome a living beings body. Grenouille found this out by merely walking into somebody on the street while walking, and finding himself going the other way walking awkwardly. He took a moment and stopped himself to see what had just happened to him.
And be one traveler, long I stood Perhaps the undergrowth is a symbol of his blocked vision of where the road might lead him. The one road may have been full of fun, money, and opportunity, but he could not see the end of it. The undergrowth could also mean that long running vines of greenery that stretched along the road and lead to nowhere. Frost uses a lot of imagery to inform the reader of the other choices. Both roads had been traveled the same, but had different appearances.
As the narrator collapses, in the road on his morbid state he sees a glint of light through the tangle of boughs and dead leaves. He decides to force his way through stating to himself “I would come back in a minute”. (48) But usually curiosity takes over and in that instant, he starts to wonder what is on the other side. Generally, people who are on the long dusty road never admit that there is another side to the hedge. To achieve a goal, there is always some sort of pain.
Almost every human being experiences life’s bumpy road journey and Frost indicates in his poem that there are never just one single path to take; instead it is like a complex maze. A traveler comes upon "two roads diversified in a yellow wood" (Frost 719 ). Frost indicates that it is a cross road in his life and he must chose one way or another. The option of choosing both roads is not there because it is not possible, so the traveler must decide how he wants to live the remainder of his life and choose that path. The traveler, still deciding on what path to take, states regretfully "...Sorry I could not travel both paths" (Frost 719).
The lines, “His sidelong violence summoned/ fiends whose mosaic vision saw/ his heart entire” are literal indications of his incapability to comprehend what is happening to him. Then he wakes and attempts to seek comfort from the monstrance. His hopes for a miracle, brought on by his innocence, ... ... middle of paper ... ... its mysteries. References to time and transience fill these verses. Intervening with the many allusions to nature we see constant movement and change; “since there is no more to taste… Father we pick our last / fruits of the temporal.” But this time the approach is less seeking, more slow and uncommitted, reflecting the calmness and control acquired by experience.
The bone obstructs his vision now, and he can never extract it. But he can learn to see alongside it, to accept it for what it is. Eventually it will lessen to a dull throb, but it shall never cease. He will always feel it, remember it. Tears fall from his already moist cheeks.
Despite the gloomy worlds the characters inhabit they continue to persevere due to hope provided via religion; the belief that one day they will achieve eternal salvation. The wanderer’s spirit and youthfulness appear worn down after much time in exile. Believing, “woe of heart withstandeth not fate; a failing spirit/ Earneth no help” (“The Wanderer” 14-6), the wanderer ascertains there is no panacea. Not even his sleep where he evokes memories of his kin and the mead hall provides him consolation. As his journey across the wintry seas continues he ruminates over the circuitous fleetingness of life.
In addition, these two poems portray Odysseus’s transformation from prideful and lost to temptations to a clever and wise man. Therefore, we should all stop, enjoy, and learn from our journey through life because it is not the outcome that we should live for, but the journey to it.
Also, the structure of the haiku is entirely simplistic - this reflects Basho’s and Sora’s humble way of life. In only 17 sylla... ... middle of paper ... ...;The rain at Kehi Shrine shook him up a little bit. He is at the end of his long, hard journey empty handed. He lacks the fulfillment of achievement. It seems that he pushed onward because he knew there was going to be a light at the end of the tunnel.
He comes to the conclusion that nature can be severe or minor and that man lives in nature, but is not unified as one with nature. Some of the symbolism that reveals itself in the poem is that the road is a symbol for life and its many choices to be made. “Man learns also, and quickly enough that he cannot range beyond what is his own physical nature permits. The woods tramper in “The Road Not Taken,” coming upon a fork in the path, recognizes to his sorrow that he cannot travel both roads “and be one traveler” (Gerber 133). They say that life is like a road with many little streets off to the side.