The Silken Tent

I found it really difficult to move from the physical to the psychological in Frost's poetry ; yet it is interesting and with time I tend to like it especially for this very thing.

At first I didn't like the comparaison between a woman and a tent !
Not so romantic and a little humuliating after being the man's temple , his star and so on ......I won't feel happy if a man called me " my tent ":p
But I think this is the point of view of the modern man .This is how he sees her now . He's more like a vagabond . Therefore the tent is an excellent choice .
From this perspective I really appreciate how he gives great dimensions to the trivial and the common ; to let us appreciate what we didn't appreciate before now .This new consciousness of things and details is really awesome.

What I still wondering about is his notion of the modern woman .By the end we noticed that this woman is not free as we thought or as she thought herself to be.

Is he saying the woman cannot be free ???


She is as in a field a silken tent
At midday when a sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,
And its supporting central cedar pole,
That is its pinnacle to heavenward
And signifies the sureness of the soul,
Seems to owe naught to any single cord,
But strictly held by none, is loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To everything on earth the compass round,
And only by one's going slightly taut
In the capriciousness of summer air
Is of the slightest bondage made aware.