Robert Frost

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

The Road Not Taken


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
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  • Rookie - 308 Points Stephen W (12/31/2013 3:48:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,631 Points Douglas Scotney (12/29/2013 6:05:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie T S (12/29/2013 12:48:00 PM)

    Many seem to be missing the heart of this poem...it is not a glorification of doing your own thing. In fact, the last stanza more or less pokes fun at those who, in reflecting on their lives, do so with false nostalgia about having taken the road less traveled by. If you read it carefully, he says a few times, in a few ways, that the 2 roads were basically the same - he made a choice, based on instinct, to choose one road over the other, and in relating the story acknowledges that later in life he will mythologize his decision as being one that worked for him because he did it his way. See the excerpt below from Frost in Columbia Literary History of the United States. Ed. Emory Elliott. Copyright © 1988 by the Columbia University Press, by Jay Parini:


    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. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 7,067 Points * Sunprincess * (12/24/2013 5:42:00 PM)

    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! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,609 Points Ramesh Rai (12/22/2013 4:11:00 AM)

    I have nothing to comment. Robert Frost is my favorite poet and i have to learn a lot (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Billyd Burnett (12/21/2013 8:14:00 PM)

    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 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Barry Middleton (11/20/2013 3:22:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rithika G (11/9/2013 11:26:00 PM)

    I love this poem about being something different.....taking the risky path in life Robert Frost tells about being in Englang or goin back and beinning with the scratch...and was successful in his life.! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ashlee Vandyken (11/7/2013 10:16:00 AM)

    I love this poem, as i always have. To me it means following your own individual path instead the paths of other, which is what i aim for. I strive to be my own unique person. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Poems 7137 (11/4/2013 7:50:00 AM)

    I love this poem a lot.. :) Robert Frost expresses as to how sometimes when we are at a crossroad in life and how the decision becomes conflicting as neither road is a promising one. One seems conventionally acceptable and the other looks less obvious; but at the same time not promising a long-term reward. It is only less obvious. It is then it becomes a matter of an individual choice and taking responsibility with everything that follows with it. He also adds a slight humor in the end when he conveys that when a person indeed makes an unexpected decision like the other road; how he/she wears a unique air around oneself - I shall be telling this with a sigh; Somewhere ages and ages hence.......And that had made all the difference. When in fact it was just a matter of To each, his own.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Poems 7137 (11/4/2013 7:49:00 AM)

    I love this poem a lot. :) Robert Frost expresses as to how sometimes when we are at a crossroad in life and how the decision becomes conflicting as neither road is a promising one. One seems conventionally acceptable and the other looks less obvious; but at the same time not promising a long-term reward. It is only less obvious. It is then it becomes a matter of an individual choice and taking responsibility with everything that follows with it. He also adds a slight humor in the end when he conveys that when a person indeed makes an unexpected decision like the other road; how he/she wears a unique air around oneself - I shall be telling this with a sigh; Somewhere ages and ages hence.......And that had made all the difference. When in fact it was just a matter of To each, his own.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Zubiya Surti (11/1/2013 2:37:00 AM)

    In Robert Frost's time if you choose poetry writing as your profession you are inviting your doom, as most of the poets of that time used to be poppers.But he still chased his dream and became world famous.'A BOY'S WILL' is his writing piece which has the same idea.So whether this poem highlights his regret or not......is interesting! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Colin Beard (10/17/2013 11:48:00 AM)

    I see this as more of a poem of regret. From Frost's word choice, And sorry I could not travel both, we get a hint that he regrets the road he took, as well as the line in the last stanza, I shall be telling this with a sigh. But that's only my opinion. The beauty of this poem is that it can be interpreted many ways. Despite the way you put it, it will always be one of my favorite poems ever written. (Report) Reply

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