Strange the title when it is not what the poem is about. Or is it? The 'sigh' is an expression of regret I think about the road not taken: the choice of one road implies the renunciation of the other - and all its mystery and magic. Was all the difference good or bad? What unspeakable, unimagined and unimaginable destiny our choices portend! So allow an old man his boast: I lived decisively and acted as only the brave can act, trusting sometimes only to gut instinct; I accept the consequences and live steadfast and true. But the old man keeps his sense of irony. TS and Stephen W are right too - probably more right than I am, although I don't accept that the boast is an outright lie. We humans are morally ambivalent - a condition which forms the bedrock of irony.
This is perhaps the most beautiful poem I've read about freewill and our ability to choose our destiny, path, or way in life. Another message he attempts to show us through this poem is the irrevocability of our decisions and choices.
I love the poems of Robert Frost. Their philosophical significance and implications are deep. This poem is delightful and deep and I spent the past one year crafting a poetic response, based on past 30 years of studying, applying and learning from the wisdom literature of the world. I have used the same title The Road Not Taken and hope to share my experiences with readers of poems. Thanks, Merton Lee, Singapore
when we involve with the known business and compete with one another, many business have failed, because one out of ten business entities manage to survive after 10 years and we see the red ocean in people's life as these businessmen and their associates are burdened with debt and other emotional issues,
If we venture into the new business which is less practiced, we may catch many fish in the blue oceans, where the fish are not killed for the survival of others, so the path less traveled can be chosen for our future endeavors..
Excellent, T S! Thank goodness somebody understands it.
The reason for wanting to take the less-travelled road is actually the conventional one that 'it...wanted wear'.
Paths that are untrodden are overgrown and lost to the weeds, so a country person will choose the less-travelled one automatically, to keep it available for the future. However, in this case, there is really no difference.
Longfellow's Hiawatha chose the bark of a tree in a yellow wood on the basis that the tree would not need it, now that summer had arrived, as much as he needed a boat made out of the bark.
There could be a connection between the yellow woods.
A close look at the poem reveals that Frost's walker encounters two nearlv identical paths: so he insists, repeatedly. The walker looks down one, first, then the other, as just as fair. Indeed, the passing there / Had worn them reallv about the same. As if the reader hasn't gotten the message, Frost says for a third time. And both that morning equally lay/ In leaves no step had trodden black. What, then, can we make of the final stanza? My guess is that Frost, the wily ironist, is saying something like this: When I am old, like all old men, I shall make a myth of my life. I shall pretend, as we all do, that I took the less traveled road. But I shall be lying. Frost signals the mockingly self-inflated tone of the last stanza by repeating the word I, which rhymes - several times - with the inflated word sigh. Frost wants the reader to know that what he will be saying, that he took the road less traveled, is a fraudulent position, hence the sigh.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
...........two roads gives us two choices
would both deliver the same results.
the same experiences.......
And sorry I could not travel both
...........and with life we have just one,
sorry we don't have more than one,
we should make the best of the one
we have been given, make the right choices.....
And be one traveler, long I stood
...........think long and hard about your
choice in life, even pray and meditate
about your choices.......
And looked down one as far as I could
......contemplate what would be the
outcome if I made this choice or if I
made that choice......
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
I shall be telling this with a sigh
.......make those dreams happen
Somewhere ages and ages hence
: ......then when you make your choice
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
..........go for it,
I took the one less traveled by,
.........follow that dream
And that has made all the difference.
.........live your life and be happy!
Robert Frost is the greatest.
The paths we have traveled and are still traveling.
From a YAQUI WAY OF KNOWLEDGE by Carlos Castaneda.
For me there is only the traveling on paths that
have heart, on any path that may have heart.
There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge
is to traverse its full length. And there I
travel, looking, looking, breathlessly.
- don Juan
Easy to see why this poem is near the top of the favorites. The thought is utterly simple yet universal. We all feel unique and we all look back with both regret and gratitude. The imagery is perfection, the road of life and the roads we choose often without much thought make all the difference in our lives.