Robert Frost

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

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening - Poem by Robert Frost

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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Comments about Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

  • (12/18/2008 5:47:00 AM)

    Life would be wonderous if we could take our time with the finer things in life. Brilliant poem sir Frost (Report) Reply

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  • (12/5/2008 1:08:00 PM)

    I know exactly how he feels..To take time to stop and listen to silence.I have experienced true silence and its beauty.I once spent a night in a moonlit forest The light illuminated ice hanging from spruce and pine.Above the canopy of the forest a HUGE expance of velvet black space, sparkling with stars as diamonds.
    Just missed having my love with me at the time so I could share the experience.Perhaps one day anoher will join me..
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  • (11/23/2008 8:32:00 AM)

    This beautiful poem is as simple in its message as it is in its verse: the narrator loves the beauty of the quiet, snowy evening and would like to remain there longer...just as we wish to dwell forever on whatever provides us with beauty. But he has responsibilities, committments to fullfill in order to provide for himself (and family) before he can sleep. Sometimes beauty must wait. (Report) Reply

  • (11/20/2008 11:41:00 PM)

    An amazing poem this is. Definitely one of my favorites! But like everyone else has taken notice of, it is deeper than just a man looking at trees. I believe that the use of winter, woods, darkness, cold, and sleep all mean death. In this poem he is out alone at night, save for his horse.(keep in mind that people who are contemplating death often consider themselves alone.) He refers to the woods as lovely, dark, deep and he wants to stay. But something interuppted the draw of the lovely, dark and deep woods. The surface words are his horse's harness bells. But whatever it was that caught his attention, reminded him of the promises he had to keep, and knowing that he had miles to go before he could sleep/die. Death can have a strong draw on anyone who is lonely, empty, 'tired'. And here I think death was calling to him, but he knew that he had promises, responsibilites to fulfill before his road ends, or rather before he may sleep. (Report) Reply

  • (11/4/2008 9:50:00 PM)

    I like this poem very much.In my view, the poet express a very special feeling of life.He walks in the woods, which may signify that he pursues his dream.During this process, he suddenly finds the beauty of the wood itself.He just stopped.But as a result of the dream he must realize, he could not stay there to enjoy the beauty and the stillness longerm, he must contuine his journey.With the deep love for the beauty he meets and the deep love for his dream, he moves on.And in the end, the sleep may symbol the eternal death, In this case, the poem imply to us that to live is to pursue, and sometimes with the love for beauty in our heart. (Report) Reply

  • (10/3/2008 3:26:00 PM)

    This man is on a mission. His Nemesis waits below.
    Hidden amongst the trees, in the silent snow, he watches, waiting for his moment.
    'And miles to go before I sleep' is his journey to the level of evil that he must reach to achieve his goal.
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  • (8/6/2008 4:50:00 AM)

    This poem is lovely.On surface it seems a simple poem but literally it contains a deep meaning.The last two lines 'And miles to go before i sleep' produce feeling of sorrowness and i think this 'sleep' is pointing towards last sleep means death.Woods themself are symbol of darkness and deepness and they are someone's wood, they belong to a particular person and that person is in the village.Does this poem point towards one's burden? or does it point towards one's wish to commit suicide? (Report) Reply

  • (7/25/2008 10:16:00 AM)

    The rider could, of course, be the balliff, rent man, the rates assessor the repo man for an evil landlord. His motive for stopping could be as dark as the woods.
    and then suddenly the promises to keep become a duty performed with alacrity which spells anguish to some poor soul...........
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  • (6/17/2008 8:57:00 AM)

    actually what is this poem about? there are millions of interpretation? (Report) Reply

  • (6/2/2008 2:50:00 AM)

    I first eyed this poem on my anthology for G.C.E O/L english literature and since I first read it, it became one of the poems I love most. Though it's in quite simple language the bottomline is much intense. It talks the truth about our lives, that all the comfort we seek is temporary and that we are born to do our utmost to the world. I love the way in which this idea is conveyed by Robert Frost i.e without writing a single word about it he bring the theme through a simple incident. Also though I've never experianced a snowy evening the atmosphere created in the poem conjured visual images inside my mind and I loved it so much. I 'm a buddist and the idea 'about the uncertinity of life and that we should do our best' which is conveyed through the poem made me feel the truth. I 'm glad that I had the chance to enjoy this poem and I pay my gratitude to Robert Frost for this great work. (Report) Reply

  • (2/27/2008 12:46:00 PM)

    I remember my sixth grade English teacher reading this poem to our class. As she read it, I remember having a calm peaceful feeling and I pictured myself actually being there with the writer observing the same beautiful snow scene. I later had an assignment during my freshman year in high school to memorize and recite a poem in front of my English class. I chose, 'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening'. Needless to say, I got an an 'A+'. I can't describe the feeling I get when I read this poem but I can say that it is a pleasnt one and it's the very same feeling every time. The same feeling that I had the very first time that I heard it back in 1975. Thank you to My sixth grade teacher, Mrs. Guthrie for introducing me to this wonderful poem and to Robert Frost who is one of my favorite poets. (Report) Reply

  • (2/11/2008 10:56:00 AM)

    deep and each of the last two lines have a meaning of their own. sublime (Report) Reply

  • (12/8/2007 5:40:00 PM)

    This poem and The Road Not Taken, were my two favorite poems at high school. Frost's incredible talent was to transport you into the world of the poem yourself... and I have sat and watched the snow falling from that horse many times. My poem 'Flakes Of Snow' is my best attempt to capture the essence of winter and I hope you enjoy it too. (Report) Reply

  • (12/4/2007 1:19:00 AM)

    Hello Readers,
    I have gone through all the comments but one and unique one is that, this poem shows a great deal of enthusism in motivating all the people in knowing their responsibility. As in the sense he is telling that he has earn a lot of wealth and then now he is giving it to the neeedy ones, as it was given to him by some one, now he wants to return to the society wat he got from the society and expects other to do so before they sleep.(Die)
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  • (5/10/2007 5:09:00 PM)

    It would be pretty difficult to make a list of my Top 5 favourite poems, but if I ever did, this would be on it. The seeming simplicity of it belies the care and craft that has gone into it, and the rhythm is flawless - Forst's use of iambic tentrameter was a bold and clever move, making the poem sound like the clip-clop of horses hooves. Plus, it's got more layers than a bag of onions. They say the best in their field are the ones who make it look easy - Frost doesn't half do that here. Superb.
    Anna xxx
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  • (9/13/2006 11:54:00 AM)

    This was the first Robert Frost poem I had ever read, and it's no wonder I have a continued appreciation of his work. I am no scholar, just a mom and blue collar worker, who doesn't read alot of poetry. Yet even from grade school days, this poem I have always remembered. (Report) Reply

  • (7/31/2006 8:42:00 AM)

    This beloved poem has been given a fine musical setting by Harvard compoer, Randall Thompson and is a respected standard in choral literature. (Report) Reply

  • Brian Dorn (7/19/2006 11:24:00 AM)

    Even with 'miles to go', Frost takes time to stop, reflect and appreciate the evening... a wonderful lesson for all. (Report) Reply

  • (6/21/2006 3:51:00 PM)

    A beautiful, straightforward poem. It's very simple, yet haunting - the feeling of being alone out in the snowy woods with miles to go. I've heard this poem so many times it's hard to approach it critically because of an accompanying sense of nostalgia. That's the only reason Frost's use of rhyming works for me. I don't know that it would if I were reading this poem for the first time. (Report) Reply

  • (6/13/2006 1:51:00 PM)

    This is a wonderful poem, however, I'm more partial to his blank verse work, like 'Mending Wall'. Rhyme, even when its done exceptionally well, just grates on me a bit. (Report) Reply

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