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 onto 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 took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.
 
it’s about:
 
Somebody is walking in the woods. He comes to a fork in the path and wishes that he could explore both alternatives.
 
He follows path A with his eyes, then decides to continue his walk along path B instead. He tells himself that he’ll come back and try path A on some other day, but he knows that he probably won’t.
 
Obviously, if the poem were just about walking in the woods, it would be perfectly easy for the walker to return on some other day and walk the pathway that he passed up the first time. But the line “knowing how way leads on to way” tips us off that the paths in the woods are metaphors for pathways through life.
 
When we choose one option — what college to go to, what profession to go into, who to marry, etc. — we open up new possibilities in our lives, but we also close off other possibilities. Every choice is both a gain and a loss.
 
Remember, the title of the poem isn’t “The Road Taken.” It’s “The Road Not Taken.” It’s a poem about the experiences we pass up in life because of the choices we make.
 
At the end of the poem, the speaker doesn’t say that he chose the less traveled path, which has made all the difference. Rather, he says that he will be saying that many years from now when he tells the story of his life. And he won’t be saying it with a smile, he’ll be saying it with a sigh.
 
But also that there really isn’t much difference between the two paths.
One of them is “just as fair” as the other. Both are “equally” covered in fresh, untrodden leaves. The footsteps of other walkers have “worn them really about the same.” So the walker chooses between two more or less identical options, but knows that someday he’ll be describing his choice as a life-changing big deal.
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" Remembering the Past, celebrating the Present and believing in the Future. ∞ The scribbled notes,poems,poetry of our lives." I am a FREE SPIRIT, Mostly known as Mombo " The Mystery Woman " and a rare few call me " Mountian Girl " which they say is an honor and royality. Jerry Garcia - The Greatful Dead - I am a Fiber Artist - Spinning, Weaving and knitting. I am shy and speak little - this is where my PC talks for me. I love music but not rap. But my true love's are humor, old letters,poetry and history of all things forgotten. But also so that the younger generation can read of it too ( gain knowledge ) be it never known or just forgot. There is so much even I don't remember at my ripe young age of 51.
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