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Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
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  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (5/10/2012 3:48:00 AM)

    How many miles have I traveled in the woods,
    Where I collect the memories to upkeep,
    Traveling with a suit case makes me a nomad,
    What God wills for me really shrouds with clouds. (Report) Reply

  • Walterrean Salley (4/29/2012 12:42:00 AM)

    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening is among my favorites. I memorized it, when much younger. This poem never fails to give me such a warm feeling of nostalgia. I’m very glad that it was written. (Report) Reply

  • Joe Breunig (3/6/2012 11:41:00 AM)

    This is one of my favorite poems written by R.F.; had to memorize the last stanza for an English project in elementary school!

    -Joe Breunig
    Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory (Report) Reply

  • Anu Sipps (2/25/2012 4:04:00 AM)

    i always love this poem i have read it once in my small age and was very much inspired by this written poem so wonderful! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Mohammad Akmal Nazir (7/20/2011 12:34:00 AM)

    'Stopping by woods on a snowy evening' is one of the shortest lyrics of Frost which carries a deep meaning. It can be regarded as one of Frost's most moving, meaningful and artistically superb poem. Apparently, the poem is descriptive. It is dark and cold. The poet stops his sleigh by the lovely, dark woods and lingers in there to watch the snow filling up the wood. He, however realizes that he can't stay there for long because he has miles to go before he sleeps. The important aspect to his journey is that there is no end to it. After one milestone or station of rest or activity another milestone appears and thus even at the time of death, one cannot cover the whole part of this journey. Great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Niamat Ali Murtazai (6/24/2011 11:21:00 AM)

    The poem is a figurative and metaphorical summary of life. The horseman is every man of the world; the horse stands for the resources of life; the forest is the world where the journey is to take place; the end of the journey is the end of life; the owner of the forest is God who is never completely known to man though man thinks that he is unknown to his God as Eve in Paradise Lost Book 9 expects.Every man is tired but he is to continue his voyage . (Report) Reply

  • Shreya Sharma (6/11/2011 2:34:00 AM)

    i have been reading this poem so often since i was just 9. this person got me interested in writing and reading poetry. Robert Frost wrote uncomplicated poems on things that people don't even care to notice. He really is the best poet EVER and will remain like that.
    The lines 'I have miles to go before i sleep, miles to go before I sleep' send a chill through my spine, everytime i read them... (Report) Reply

  • Buried Alive (5/5/2011 1:09:00 AM)

    no technical analysis required for this poem.
    it revels in simplicity and imagery, enhanced by its somber tone

    , , , , , , but if robert frost had lived in the bronx,
    the outcome could have been quite different:

    Stopping by my Bronx apartment on a snowy evening

    ........ Whose apartment this is
    I think I know, .
    She's inside making noise though.
    So she will not see me stopping here
    next to her door so very near

    I give my bat a gentle shake
    to make sure there is no mistake,
    then slam that door with all my might
    for keeping me up every single night!

    I stagger down to my apartment below
    thinking I'l sleep and forget my woe
    and then it comes right through the walls
    ROCK N ROLL like cannonballs!

    The basement stinks
    but its dark and deep,
    Perhaps at last I'l get some sleep
    and dream of somewhere quiet and nice
    while i toss and turn to shake off lice

    Tell me! Is this what life is all about!
    Is it really time that I moved out!
    At least it's certain when I die

    It'l be a sound proof coffin in which I lie! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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