Stanza 4: 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. But in reality, knowing that one road tends to lead onto another, I doubted whether I would ever come back to this spot. One of the big questions we face is whether or not to take the well-beaten, typical path. Now I shall take the other and will probably be amazed at the peace I will receive. Here is what is read by a voice-over artist, in the distinctive vowels of New Zealand, as the young man ponders his choice: 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.
Autoplay next video 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. To wit, the protagonist of the poem goes out of his way to make it clear that the two paths are virtually identical- neither is more traveled than the other. I followed the more traveled path the first 20 years of life,suffered and came up empty. When they went walking together, Thomas was chronically indecisive about which road they ought to take and—in retrospect—often lamented that they should, in fact, have taken the other one. Nice thoughts, but you misunderstood the poem.
Decisions are not easy for those struggling for direction. Post New Comment: KevinArnold: I find myself spending more time on the third stanza than the others, less polished, perhaps, but so full of mystery. Then the poem arrived on his doorstep in the early summer of 1915. It is in these times of confusion, That we must seek peace and solitude; Time to contemplate on our life, Our experiences and our choices past; Time to look back, and reflect on what we have learned Without fear or confusion. When we pursue our dreams at full speed, we know that we can never return. One forest has replaced another, just as—in the poem—one choice will supplant another.
What It Means: This is the most telling stanza of the poem. So make sure that when you read this poem, you take your own road, whether it's the road less traveled or not. He is staring down one road, trying to see where it goes. Every life decision has consequences. For any mass audience to recognize any poem is to put it mildly unusual.
Her poetry and fiction have appeared in The Kenyon Review, The Hudson Review, Poet Lore, The Common and elsewhere. Much like art, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Frost even nearly decided to bring his fists to the gun fight, but put them down after observing Thomas backing away as Frost was escalating the situation. Can one picture not show two scenes? It was tough for him to recognize the real road as in the morning he was the first person to walk on the road. In the end, Frost, who died in 1963, outlived his wife by a good margin as well as four of his six children. When it comes to tough decisions in our lives, we always know that no matter what we finally choose, eventually, we will regret not being able to try the possibility that was left uncharted by us. We see this all the time.
But is there any actual evidence to support one interpretation over the other, at least as far as Frost was intending when he wrote it if he had any real intent at all? The second is the parodic poem that Frost himself claimed to have originally had in mind, in which the dominant tone is one of self-dramatizing regret for a path not taken by the speaker. Then there is the other audience. They are very, very deep, which is one source of their richness and enjoyment. Keating, played by Robin Williams, takes his students into a courtyard, instructs them to stroll around, and then observes how their individual gaits quickly subside into conformity. Until it was discontinued in late 2012, a tool called Google Insights for Search allowed anyone to see how frequently certain expressions were being searched by users worldwide over time and to compare expressions to one another. This poem has truly touched me and given me inspiration.
Frost intended the poem to be a semi-serious mockery of people like Thomas, but it was taken more seriously by Thomas, and by countless readers since. Life is about the paths you do choose to walk through, not about the road not taken. We are often torn between choosing a life path that best suits us. What do you think about the poem? Both poems have a central idea of death. The neatness of how the sentence structure suddenly converges with the line structure this sentence is exactly one line echoes the sudden, clean division that choice creates. Oh, I kept the first for another day! According to Frost, the poem was about his very close friend Edward Thomas, a fellow writer and eventual poet in his last years who Frost got to know very well during his time in England in the early 20th century. With no reason to choose one road over the other, the traveler takes one, then consoles himself that he will simply come back another time and see where the other road goes… before admitting that in this thought he was really just trying to fool himself once again, as he had tried to do previously by attempting to convince himself one path was less traveled than the other: Oh, I kept the first for another day! As I mentioned in a previous response, all of our life choices lead to different outcomes.
There is no evidence that Frost ever contemplated doing so, in agony or otherwise. What is one main differences in these two poems by Robert Frost? Both leading to different outcomes. The other path, you will never know what the outcome would be. I want to say remorse, but there's really none of that, just acceptance. 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. We must choose the one we see fit and do our best to make it work. This tonal shift subtly illustrates the idea that the concept of choice is, itself, a kind of artifice.
Actually, the poem's ambiguity improves it. However, the poet wants to go down both paths and is thinking about it hard. Dear Someone, He definitely does say in the second part of poem that they had both been worn about the same. In order to gain some things in life, we must let others go. He would not be alone in that assessment. This brings us back to the poem and the decision Thomas had been long agonizing over. A lot of people think this poem is encouraging us to take the road that's less traveled.