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

  • Tapan M. Saren (11/8/2016 8:29:00 AM)

    Oh man! I'm in deep love with this poem. I'm addicted to this poem. Someone please help me! (Report) Reply

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  • Muzahidul Reza (11/3/2016 10:35:00 AM)

    Quite a philosophical piece of literature which inspires to take the right decision in life................. (Report) Reply

  • Tapan M. Saren (11/1/2016 10:16:00 AM)

    WHENEVER I read this poem I become spellbound. (Report) Reply

    (1/8/2017 7:31:00 PM)

    Memorize it, Tapan, and you will always carry it with you.

    (1/8/2017 7:05:00 PM)

    Memorize it, Tapan, and always carry it with you.

  • (10/25/2016 2:08:00 PM)

    love this poem becasue it is so interesting and true (Report) Reply

  • Michael Ryland (9/15/2016 11:21:00 PM)

    Frost was the master of the light-hearted verse with the deep meaning. Here we have a lone rider, a quiet wood, and a somewhat anxious horse. If that were the whole of it, the reader might pull a small smile across his or her lips and turn the page. But Frost won't let us off that easy. The final line, writ once, is the source of the small smile. Writ twice, it is a haunting refrain. Why twice? , our reader asks. Certainly, it adds nothing to the meter of the verse. There is no rhyme scheme to conclude. So, why twice? Much like the neglected road of another work, Frost, I feel, is asking us to not ignore the totality of our lives. Stop, look down each road, enjoy the beauty of a winter wood for a few minutes before carrying on with the hurried pace of modern life. The woods are beautiful, and now I can move on. (Report) Reply

    R Soos (11/13/2016 9:47:00 PM)

    Michael - I enjoyed reading your analysis. Thanks!

  • (9/8/2016 11:50:00 AM)

    So. So. Not up to the mark. Don't know how it got that much acclaimed. (Report) Reply

    (11/21/2016 4:19:00 PM)

    CMr Rao, your English is not good enough to begin to understand Frost's work.

    (10/16/2016 10:22:00 AM)

    When they are learned they think they are wise...

    Stephen Loomes (9/19/2016 10:02:00 PM)

    I agree, a second rate versifier whose only skill was to elevate his mundane thoughts into mockable epics, aand amazingly his lack of skill is celebrated, which I suppose identifies his adepts' depth of thought

  • Rebecca Navarre (9/5/2016 11:20:00 PM)

    Incredible image to go to sleep with! Thanks to Robert Frost! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • (8/20/2016 12:35:00 AM)

    My all time favourite poem. (Report) Reply

    (8/24/2016 11:26:00 AM)

    I believe, of everybody who is fortunate enough to read English.

    (8/21/2016 1:03:00 PM)

    Mine too.

  • Augustus Billy Mutebesi (8/10/2016 1:06:00 AM)

    This is the poem that made me philosophical and this is the poet that made me a poet! (Report) Reply

  • Gandalf The Grey (8/9/2016 10:27:00 AM)

    Classic beauty.When mind is tired and body collapse such poems brings back the energy of that horse which has miles to go.......... (Report) Reply

  • Pramodsai Thati (7/25/2016 8:39:00 AM)

    Loved it..miles to go before I sleep.. (Report) Reply

  • (7/17/2016 9:39:00 AM)

    I love the emotion in-between the last two lines. It's like for the whole poem he's daydreaming about the beautiful dark abyss. Then he hears himself say miles to go before I sleep and it wakes him from his stupor. So he gives a big sigh as the soul-crushing depression hits him about his reality before he says the last line. That's the magic of repeating that last line. The mood is so much different between them. (Report) Reply

  • Tapan M. Saren (7/17/2016 4:17:00 AM)

    I always love this poem... (Report) Reply

  • (6/30/2016 4:18:00 PM)

    Poems are an excellent way to practice sentence stress (rhythm). (Report) Reply

  • Syed Sarwar Hussain (5/19/2016 1:55:00 AM)

    a poem of hope, despair, love and optimism all mixed up in beautiful images and words as they are in real life. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2016 7:19:00 PM)

    I read this as about the desire of the man to disappear into the cold darkness of the woods and sleep forever. He has made promises that require much laborious time to fulfill and he just wants to end it in the forest belonging to a rich man who can afford to own such beauty and yet lives in the city. This darkest night of the year. (Report) Reply

  • Sonali Ganguly (4/3/2016 11:28:00 PM)

    and miles to go before i sleep- - very meaningful lines.....we really have lots of promises to keep before the death bell rings...... (Report) Reply

    Chayan Sarkar (6/21/2016 3:50:00 AM)

    Its perfect..very life related lines

    Chayan Sarkar (6/21/2016 3:48:00 AM)

    Its perfect comment...very life related lines

  • Emily Krauss (4/3/2016 9:15:00 AM)

    I love Robert Frost's Poem Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening. My favorite verse in the poem is:

    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.
    (Report) Reply

  • (3/28/2016 3:26:00 AM)

    This is the first poem I memorized years ago. Recited it thousands of times. Everyone commenting breaks it down wrong. But take from it what you want like any art. It is what you want it to be. The day is Dec 21st (the darkest evening of the year) the person is not riding on a horse they are being pulled by two horses hence comparison (my little horse). The person is a salesman that is normally in a hurry going past the woods, but stops this evening to enjoy the view (must think it queer to stop without a farm house near) the horses are used to stopping at farm houses. The little horse is the lead horse wearing the bells. They have more stops to make to keep promises and deliveries and miles to go that evening before they get back home. Tx Brian Yeager Self taught troubadour. (Report) Reply

    (4/14/2016 10:16:00 PM)

    I agree that this poem can be interpreted anyway that a person wants it. Poetry can have different meanings just depends on the reader, in my opinion. This poem is amazing and I, myself enjoy it. This is the way I would interpret this poem. What I believe Robert Frost was trying to tell us is even though there are obstacles or the time to give up is perfect, it not time to give up until you have achieved your dreams or goals in life. In Robert Frost’s second stanza of his poem he mentions a little pony probably was confused to why they stopped in the middle of the woods with no farmhouse near. In my thoughts, I thought of this little horse to be like one’s conscious. Thinking why are they stopping at a place where they are not destined to be or to go. In the poet’s third stanza, he also mentions that the horse shakes his bells to grab the attention of his master to see if stopping here was a mistake. The way I looked it as, is an individual’s conscious, is always on our back to do the right thing, to keep moving forward. Lastly, the last stanza of Robert Frost’s poem is describing how the woods is great but at the same dark and deep. Robert Frost tried to make it be that the woods or how I mentioned before, the thought of giving up seems as the most wonderful thing ever. Towards the end of the poem, he says, “But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” Meaning, the narrator will still keep moving forward and to accomplish dreams, goals, or desires for their life before they “rest.” Thank you for taking my interpretation for consideration.

  • Christopher Correia (3/24/2016 1:06:00 AM)

    I am obsessed with this poem, have read it hundreds of times; always seem to find a new leaf to turn over in Frosts' woods, this poem is profound; means to me, getting away from the machinery of routine; taking a breath, enjoy the reality of being a mortal organic being with limited time to this (Report) Reply

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