Sunday, October 19, 2008

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

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. 

-Robert Frost



I love Robert Frost's poems because they speak to me and I can relate to them easily. This song talks about a secret place where he can get away from his responsibilities and reminisce. The poem talks about the woods and the beauty of the area. The woods are a place where he goes and gets side-tracked from his responsibilities. He stops  to enjoy the beauty. 

The song and the poem are both focused on escaping responsibilities and enjoying something that is special to them. The places that they go are simple places that they can rely on. Those places will remain constant - no matter what happens.  

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