For one thing, the highly suggestive word ‘essence’ comes strangely into the poem. With line 7, we are forced to consider nonrealistic readings. Up to that point everything may be taken at the literal description level. The first of these elements obtrudes itself in line 7. Furthermore, a second glance at the poem reveals elements that can’t be readily accommodated a merely realistic reading of the poem. All of this is true of After Apple Picking. Such a description is more than an account of physical object it suggests, if only vaguely, further experiences. Had he stayed in the apple-orchard, the woodchuck would have told him if his sleep was like the bird’s, or it was simply human After Apple Picking AnalysisĪs Cleanth Brooks has pointed out, After Apple Picking is a great “realistic account.” The poem is an admirable piece of description the farmer who speaks the poem is simply “overtired” and turns away with a bit of whimsical humour and an honest weariness to thoughts of sleep.īut even a really fine peace of realistic” description-a piece of description that engages our thoughts and stirs our imagination-tends to generate symbolic overtones. The apple-picker guesses the thing that will trouble him in his sleep, be it whatever kind of sleep. There are ten thousand apples before him and it is difficult for him to allow anyone of them fall down lest they should be spoilt and worthless. He wishes that the harvest of apples should be bumper, and when his wish is fulfilled, he fills that he is exhausted due to overwork. He feels also completely tired because of apple picking. He tells that from the cellar bin he keeps hearing the rumbling of load on load of apples coming in. After describing the delight of the eyes, he describes the delight of the ears. He feels that his ladder was, as though, swayed to and fro along with the wind. He is not sure of the kind of dream he saw, but he knows at least one thing that big apples appeared and disappeared.
In the job of apple-picking, he fell into a trance and started dreaming. All the objects of Nature appear strange to him now. He feels sleepy, as the winter is well on and the scent of apples is well out. There is a barrel that they didn’t fill, and there are two or three apples more that he didn’t pick upon some bough, but he is now completely tired with apple-picking. The poem begins with the description of the apple-picker who has stuck his two-pointed ladder through a tree upward.
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