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(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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  • Tech Consult (7/21/2012 4:58:00 PM)

    i agree with you BW....further would like to add....the second last line And miles to go before I sleep indicates that it is already night and time for him to sleep....further the last line....repeated And miles to go before I sleep expresses his commitments which he needs to complete before he dies....

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  • B W (7/16/2012 11:00:00 PM)

    Have to completely disagree with you, Boone. The rider is taking a moment, stopping his normal schedule (the horse isn't used to him stopping here) to take in the woods and the lake as the snow falls gently around him. You can almost feel the rider breathe in slowly, take in the surroundings, then realize that he can't enjoy the moment forever...he has commitments (life) that must be met. It is time to move on and continue on his journey through time.

    Just my opinion of course, and you're entitled to yours. I just don't see all the gloom that you see in it.

  • Hello Boone (7/5/2012 1:56:00 PM)

    There is no beauty or optimism in this poem, only gloom. The poem is best summed up in this way:

    For the working man in society, life sucks and then you die.

    “Hey, you there! Yes, you, dallying by my woods! Don't you have somewhere to be? I suppose your employer enjoys throwing his hard earned money away so you can sit out here in the cold gawking at trees?

    “Oh, forgive me. Are you sad about something? Having some personal hardship, are you? Are you feeling sorry for yourself? Well, boo-hoo and too bad for you! Now stop this foolishness and get on with it! There is work to be done, and it is not going to get done with you lagging here.

    “Oh, and let me tell you this, you loitering fool. You can just dropp these fantastic ideas you have about running off to live a natural life or thinking about the life you should have lived. Put away this nonsense about living for yourself, free and easy in the wilderness like a savage. Those days are gone. And they're gone for you, too. No doubt, you have a family and probably plenty of debt, by the looks of you. So get on with it.

    “Oh, someday, you'll get to die, yes, but that's a long way off. So get back to work.”

  • Mark Dillon (7/2/2012 2:14:00 AM)

    one of my favs, so quiet, you can almost feel the flakes falling in the stillness, love it.

  • Faith Fimano (6/19/2012 10:28:00 AM)

    Wow Robert Frost knows how to write poetry about snow.I loved it.

  • Theresa Desai (5/31/2012 2:44:00 PM)

    Even though we would love to take a break we have to keep going

  • Megan Cruz (5/24/2012 12:45:00 PM)

    A suicide interrupted. And miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.

  • Aloke Mukherjee (5/15/2012 11:57:00 AM)

    A very good poem. We can see the master artist, with a few strokes, evoking an eerie atmosphere to fit in the conclusive stanza.

  • 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.

  • Man Bahadur Gharti (5/2/2012 12:41:00 AM)

    This poem depicts the real essence of human life till date. I like this poem very much...

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