I don't know where it's likely to go better.
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
Why does the poet prefer to think branches are bent by the swinging boy?

Options

A. because the poet wants to escape from reality/drudgery
B. because swinging offers the cow herd an enjoyable game
C. because it proves nature can be subdued
D. because the boy can feel proud of his achievement

Answer

A

Explanation

because the poet wants to escape from reality/drudgery