I need to write a monologue based on "Out, out", the poem by Robert Frost...help please!?

Question

the poem only needs to be used as a stimulus and so my monologue can be linked to it by having a common character, concept or theme. any ideas/tips would be greatly appreciated

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Answer 1

The monologue of Macbeth from where thetitle of the poem is derived by the poet may certainly be used. Only it may be a bit too mature a thing for you,depending of course on your age :

Robert Frost (1874-1963)

"Out, Out--"

              1The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard

              2And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,

              3Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.

              4And from there those that lifted eyes could count

              5Five mountain ranges one behind the other

              6Under the sunset far into Vermont.

              7And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled,

              8As it ran light, or had to bear a load.

              9And nothing happened: day was all but done.

            10Call it a day, I wish they might have said

            11To please the boy by giving him the half hour

            12That a boy counts so much when saved from work.

            13His sister stood beside them in her apron

            14To tell them "Supper." At the word, the saw,

            15As if to prove saws knew what supper meant,

            16Leaped out at the boy's hand, or seemed to leap--

            17He must have given the hand. However it was,

            18Neither refused the meeting. But the hand!

            19The boy's first outcry was a rueful laugh,

            20As he swung toward them holding up the hand

            21Half in appeal, but half as if to keep

            22The life from spilling. Then the boy saw all--

            23Since he was old enough to know, big boy

            24Doing a man's work, though a child at heart--

            25He saw all spoiled. "Don't let him cut my hand off--

            26The doctor, when he comes. Don't let him, sister!"

            27So. But the hand was gone already.

            28The doctor put him in the dark of ether.

            29He lay and puffed his lips out with his breath.

            30And then--the watcher at his pulse took fright.

            31No one believed. They listened at his heart.

            32Little--less--nothing!--and that ended it.

            33No more to build on there. And they, since they

            34Were not the one dead, turned to their affairs.

Notes

1] The title is from Shakespeare's Macbeth, V.v.15-28. Macbeth says, on learning of the death of Lady Macbeth, his wife:

She should have died hereafter;

There would have been a time for such a word.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time;

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,

And then is heard no more. It is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

i could write down a small monologue, but that would deprive you of your search and discovery of life, its birth, its growth and eventually , ' Out , out, o life ! Thy journey is sweet and sorrlowful . I am but a frail woman, how shall I cope with this stark separation from my beloved !?

Why was I at all born,

Nay, To be quite alone?

i am left but with the rose,

you gave me ere this close.