I am presently analyzing Robert Frost poems. I entered this process with a fairly high opinion of Frost, but I think he man spent too much time staring out into nature, or reflecting on nature after his experiences. Writing a 200 word response to each of 8 of his poems is leaving me completely drained. I am having to strain my usual level of bullshit to get the work together. I usually love poetry, but this is becoming an insane level of analysis. I should have been done with this assignment days ago, but I have run into a huge writers block in creating my response. It is taking me time to start thinking metaphorically again.