The Road Not Taken - Frost

For any who skipped English class that day and so don't get the ref in my sidebar... I've never been big on poetry of any sort, but this one poem has always resonated w/ me. I'm sure you'll see why.

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The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost (1920)


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.

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n for the English majors out there, yes I *get* that this is often misinterpreted/reinterpreted in ways it was perhaps not intended, and I understand all too well the importance of the tense shifts etc. But honestly, I don't care :) It *still* suits me perfectly even WITH the non-hallmark reading. >;-P Just enjoy it.