Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
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.”
No time to rest just keep going is the ultimate message.
This poem is one of the best poems I'm doing the 9th grade and last month we were answering questions based on the poem(school) ❤️
Life, Duty, Promises, Rest. Beautiful composition, you Great poet.
Which was -4 Celsius this morning and most of the lake frozen as were the wildlife. I had a car to return to not a horse, so I can see his last two lines not suicidal but him being cold and tired.
I think he's enchanted with these woods and would like to stay longer but has responsibility elsewhere and much to do before the day is over. Appreciated your comments David!
You can read into this poem what you want. Some say it's about suicide, some say it's about life's hard choices. I see it similar to the frozen lake I walk around. Contd….
this poem is the shit
This poem is the best bye bye hater
Yes, when you don't understand something, it can appear to be . I think it's brilliant