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One Of My Favorite Robert Frost Poems

The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Stephen1967 Stephen1967 46-50, M 8 Responses Feb 9, 2013

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Hi,Stephan,how are you! Yes.......this is a great poem........I love poetry,and do some poetry writing myself! Do you write poems! So,what does this poem,by Robert Frost......speak to you?

I love this poem as well. One of my favorites and it always makes me think.

I have this posted at my desk. Right next to Desiderata :)

I have always appreciated this poem. Every since I read it for the first time as a child. I related to it even then and said to myself, this is the kind of person I want to be like.

I like Robert Frost, though Emily Dickinson is my favorite poet. This poem is beautiful. I also love Stopping by Woods.

It's almost a toss up between this one and Stopping by the Woods for me
I haven't read much of Emily's work, but I know her poems are loved by a lot of people

I have a hardcovered book of her poems that was given me as a gift at graduation, I have almost worn it out and it now needs to be re-bound. My all-time favorite (which I shared here quite some time ago) is "Hope Is The Thing With Feathers".

I think "Stopping by the Woods" beats out "The Road Not Taken" for me be ause it reminds me of a good part of my childhood, when we lived out in "the woods". The nights, especially in winter were so still and beautiful.

thats what I like about poetry...it stirs emotions or memories inside you

Agreed!

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I had forgotten; thanks for bringing it back. This fills the mind with myriads of "what if"s and "except for the grace of God"s; choices made and nearly but not fully lapsed from memory, leading inexorably to here and now, and onward to uncertain destiny.

One of my favorite poems. Thanks for reminding me of it and its message.

A classic...

I agree, soul.

Im soo missing Stephen! Sigh....