My+November+Guest

November is one of the darkest months of the year. It is the cross between the fall and the winter so the nights are much longer. The sun takes longer to rise but is quicker to set and the birds fly away. The trees' leaves change colors before they fall off and a wonderful breeze clouds the air on a regular basis. However, that is not what the problem is for the speaker in this poem. The speaker's guest will not allow him to enjoy these things that "she" finds beautiful. The speaker has identified the "November Guest" as "Sorrow".

=Rhyme Pattern:=

ABAAB CBCCB DEDDE FGFFG
There is a distinct rhyming pattern in this poem that is commonly seen with Robert Frost's writing that needs to be pointed out whenever possible. It is noticable within traditional modernist writing where they invoke writers before them techniques in writing.