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One of the most misunderstood poems of all time
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:10 pm
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:10 pm
quote:
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.
The genius of this poem is found in understanding those two contradictory phrases I bolded. It is one of the most profound insights at how we as humans construct our past. Yet too many people will use that last stanza as an expression of individuality.
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:12 pm to HailHailtoMichigan!
Pass the jay, brah
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:12 pm to HailHailtoMichigan!
My favorite poem.
I love the opening line.
I love the opening line.
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:23 pm to HailHailtoMichigan!
Right. He didn't know he was taking the least traveled path. He wasn't trying to be different like most people who foolishly cite this poem.
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:25 pm to HailHailtoMichigan!
This feels like a Kafka thread
This post was edited on 10/24/14 at 10:26 pm
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:44 pm to HailHailtoMichigan!
Love Robert Frost's poetry.
This post was edited on 10/24/14 at 11:07 pm
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:49 pm to HailHailtoMichigan!
Finally some sophistication on this board of heathens
Posted on 10/24/14 at 10:56 pm to Carolina_Girl
You do know that's Robert Frost, right?
Posted on 10/24/14 at 11:05 pm to HailHailtoMichigan!
i had to memorize this shite in like 7th grade and still know it word by word. fricking weird
that and the homework machine by shell silverstein that i had to memorize in 3rd grade
that and the homework machine by shell silverstein that i had to memorize in 3rd grade
Posted on 10/24/14 at 11:06 pm to drunkenpunkin
Actually, yes. I don't know why I typed Burns. I also like Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening by Frost.
I fixed my other post. Thanks for pointing that out. Didn't even realize I'd done that.
I fixed my other post. Thanks for pointing that out. Didn't even realize I'd done that.
Posted on 10/24/14 at 11:12 pm to CE Tiger
quote:
shell silverstein
Only one l in shel.
Posted on 10/24/14 at 11:16 pm to CE Tiger
quote:
had to memorize this shite in like 7th grade and still know it word by word. fricking weird
I can still remember that "Whan that Aprill" Canterbury Tales bullshite, but I'd much rather be able to remember this one.
Posted on 10/24/14 at 11:19 pm to HailHailtoMichigan!
There once was a girl from Nantucket...
Posted on 10/24/14 at 11:20 pm to Carolina_Girl
Wasn't sure if you were saying that poem was Burns or just sharing your love for Burns.
Posted on 10/24/14 at 11:40 pm to drunkenpunkin
This poem reminds me I have miles to go before I sleep. Miles to go before I sleep.
Posted on 10/24/14 at 11:49 pm to Minnesota Tiger
Someone needs to make a sign for gameday tomorrow that says om has miles to go before they sleep
Posted on 10/25/14 at 12:42 am to HailHailtoMichigan!
I've always viewed this poem as one that is ambiguous. There's no good. There's no bad. There is simply the poet laying out that there are two choices and you pick one. Regardless of the outcome that happens because of the choice you made, that choice makes all the difference. It is simply the outcome of a choice; the road less traveled is the path through life that you have chosen for yourself. Nobody else travels that path.
Frost's beauty was that he was able to capture that whole idea and write it down in a concise form that people will continuously misinterpret and think about.
Frost's beauty was that he was able to capture that whole idea and write it down in a concise form that people will continuously misinterpret and think about.
This post was edited on 10/25/14 at 12:52 am
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