A Yule poem

[maymorning.livejournal.com]

This has probably been posted before but it's my most favourite poem. I've always thought it was about death, what do you think?

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Robert Frost

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 drowsy 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.

Comments

[cluegirl.livejournal.com]

You DO know you can sing this to any tango tune, don't you?
Trust me, you can.
It's a trip.

[mysneaker.livejournal.com]

this is my dad's favorite poem
he used to recite it to me
when i was little, before i went to bed

i think its more about life than death...
"miles to go before i sleep"
its somber.. slightly ominous..
but still living

[kagomeshuko.livejournal.com]

That's the first poem I ever memorized (not counting silly poems). It's really beautiful and one of my favorites. I think this and The Road Not Taken are my favorite Frost poem. Frost used to be my favorite poet, but some of the poems I've read by him now, I've not liked. I love many of them, though.

I've fallen in love with the poems of one of my college professors, though. I love the poetry of John Wood. I've posted two or three in this community.

Stein Auf!
Bridget

a classic

[pushyouaround.livejournal.com]

as to agree with the first person who commented on this post. the words are hypnotic. though i am not a huge fan of Frost [as his poems prove to be a little too religious or happy for my personal tastes] i find this poem to be full of peace and beauty.

its funny that you posted it too b/c i heard it read early this morning on NPR.