by Robert Frost
After Apple-Picking Versions of Reality Quotes
How we cite our quotes: (line)
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still, (lines 1-2)
The beginning of the poem sets the stage for a kind of double-reality. On the one hand, we have a conventional image of a ladder in a tree – what could be more commonplace than that? But the addition of "toward heaven" gives the poem religious overtones and alludes to the story of Jacob's ladder in the Book of Genesis. We wonder if the ladder merely points toward heaven, or if it actually ascends heaven, like the ladder in the Biblical story.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples: I am drowsing off. (lines 7-8)
For the first time we start to think that maybe he is not narrating the poem from the orchard, while standing on the ladder. The revelation that these confused thoughts occur as the speaker falls asleep will cover the rest of the poem, and it even makes you go back to the beginning to reevaluate earlier lines. It's kind of like the movie Memento, in which past and present memories intertwine.
And held against the world of hoary grass.
It melted, and I let it fall and break. (lines 12-13)
This poem has different "lenses," like when you wear crazy sunglasses with different kinds of colors. Or like those Kanye West sunglasses with the bars over them. So far we have the "lens" of the speaker's sleepiness, and now he adds another lens – the "strangeness" that has covered his vision all day, ever since he looked through a sheet of ice that morning.