Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Poetry

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


The title of this poem really is the overall idea of this poem. Robert frost uses imagery to describe these two paths that may be taken, and through his images is where he reveals this idea of taking the road less traveled. One is worn and rugged, the other seems to be grassy and the leaves are still intact. He also uses repetition to force an idea in our minds that there is much to be said about these two paths. Though to some this may seem a very simple decision, he is making the point that there is much to think about. These aren't just paths, they are a way of life; I think that is the main reason I like this poem. There is much more to the meaning than two paths that lead into the woods. It is a life lesson Robert Frost is revealing through his poetry in a light, happy, optimistic tone.

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