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Analysis and comments on The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

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Comment 250 of 1110, added on October 16th, 2005 at 10:48 PM.

First of all... yellow is used in visual works of art to create "warm"
visuals. Elga talking about black being happy is rediculous. And if
robert frost didnt mean yellow as happy... then why did Robert Frost use
yellow as the happiest color of all in Nothing Gold Can Stay? And how come
everyone seems to be bashing America on this site, we arent all from
texas:

Following a seed with wings,
They set off to find better things.
And trying for their dreams so fast,
They realized what wasn’t built to last.

Crazy Horse and Sitting Bull
Never would swim in a Beverly pool.
They’d eat, sleep, and hunt all day,
Cursing down the “American” way.

Yes an echo on the Bering Straight
Binds the Americans to their fate:
Holding loads for dear Miss Fanny.
Buying sheet music in Tin Pan Alley.

Wyatt and Billy easy ridin’ the line;
One not straight, crooked, or fine.
Looking for the U.S.A.,
They found jail cells and Cassius Clay.

Mr. King had a profound dream:
That blacks and whites can live as a team.
He’s a Superman on a racist day,
Fighting for “truth, justice, and the American way.”

And of course they shot JFK;
Those mobsters dreading judgment day.
They stoned him from every side.
When you’re out that far, there’s nowhere to hide.

So, so much for the gold rush dream,
For existent is “a gold that stays,”
A “hue” that stands for better days.
And people came from all around
Their faces yellow, white, black, and brown.

For it is true about what they say:
That kings take fair game regimes away.
And that the guns of Nazareth hath paved the way
For yet another Independence Day.

Thats a little of how I think of America, in poetic form. I wrote some
poetry Elga, what you gonna do bout it. (Spits)

Moe from United States
Comment 249 of 1110, added on October 16th, 2005 at 10:26 PM.

I don't have much time right now so I'll just comment on J. Mark's poem.
This more recent one that you've posted is interesting. I don't like it as
much as your first. This one seems to me to be more self-explanatory than
the first. I personally like implicity in poetry. I feel that the object
of poetry is to convey a message to the reader; however, it is done in a
way that causes the reader to question and contemplate the piece. I myself
have written some pieces: more traditional than freestyle. In fact I
recently completed a villanelle that I'm constantly revising. I probably
won't post it for comments until I'm satisfied that it's totally finished,
don't ask me when that will be. E. Shinkle, I also think your poem is very
nice. However, I favor implicit over explicit. I see that you can do lots
with your poetry, and that's a good thing. Bye!

TjB from United States
Comment 248 of 1110, added on October 16th, 2005 at 5:52 PM.

John Mark, that is a wonderful piece of poetry. TjB, I have found out what
the meaning is behind this piece of poetry. A poet on this site named
Joodie, a very old woman I should think, inspired him to write this when
she told him a piece of her life story. She had made some very bad
mistakes. It is all in Robert Frost: The Biography, which is a very good
read. I was surprised to find it in my local library. It didn't need to be
translated because this Romanian (she insists that she is Bulgarian,
though) knows English too, as you can see from her comments on this sight.
I was dissappointed to find that someone impersonated her. They told a Ross
that she wasn't really a poet or something like that. Good luck to Joodie
and John Mark, you both are excellent poets. John Mark, if you are showing
your worst poetry on this sight, then your good poetry must be amazing!

Everyone keep commenting on this great poem! It is so deep!

Tiff from United States
Comment 247 of 1110, added on October 16th, 2005 at 4:32 PM.

Because you all seem to adore my poetry, I have decided to write another.
It is a more improved interpretation of Robert Frost's "The Road Not
Taken."

As I walk along the scattered leaves
I can feel my heart breaking inside
This path is full of brambles and thorns
I would take the road back
But I cannot find the way
Because my tracks have disappeared
I have not left strong imprints
I look for a way back through the trees
While all the others walk past me
I cannot find a path and I keep walking
Down the road frequently travelled
I reached the end in a sunny meadow
And there I saw my friend who I had left
So long ago
Though my path was harder
They both lead to the same place
We discover a new path together
It is the only visibl path out of here
It is is covered in dead leaves and thorns
Brambles and obstacles
My friend, who had taken the easier road
Was hurt easily
He laid down and had to rest
He soon died
It turned out that the road less taken
Was a short road

Thank you very much for letting me write this. I love analyzing this poem
because it is one of my favorites. Comment on it, please.

John Mark III from United Kingdom
Comment 246 of 1110, added on October 16th, 2005 at 3:16 PM.

Moe I disagree with your interpretation. Now I see why John Mark 3 calls
you a "mere" american. Yellow is not a happy color. Yellow is like the sun.
When people touch the sun they roast to a crisp, not very happy eh? Black
is more of a happy color than yellow because eit helps people fall into
dreams and dreams are nice. I have a tip, don't write poetry. We should all
listen to John Mark's poetry it is lovely. I have a poem for all you poetry
fans.

Lost
I lost something dear to my heart
very dear
Oh how I miss it
I wish for it every night
I can't live without it
Some vile person ripped out my heart
literally
I fell to the ground stone cold
I am freezing in my grave
I needed my heart to live
But now I have learned to live without it

Toodles, Elga Shinkle

Elga Shinkle from Australia
Comment 245 of 1110, added on October 16th, 2005 at 11:11 AM.

Okay, I understand what "Mere" is now. But I don't agree with John Mark's
interpretation or his poem, although his poem was great, really--with the
obviously dead leaves taking away the scent, good stuff, but that poem
would be a great substitute for Nothing Gold Can Stay--another Frost poem
that is actually about THAT kind of loss. THAT poem is about the death of
youth, time gone by, etc. I think the poem (Road not Taken) is mainly
about Frost's satisfaction with the road that he has taken; the fact that
he takes a road and cannot turn back is just an aside, or non existent. I
say this because he describes the roads as equally traveled by--
"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."
The wood in which he is writing about is a yellow wood, and yellow is
generally the symbolic of happyness--a warm color. Black is obviously the
opposite, and he writes that no leaves have been trodden black and that the
paths are equal. He realizes that "way leads on to way," and that he
cannot turn back, but is still happy with the road taken. He sees the road
that he took as wanting wear (in his mind), and that in reality both were
the same, leading into an equally colored wood whose two paths could have
lead to equally infinite possibilities.

Moe from United States
Comment 244 of 1110, added on October 16th, 2005 at 8:08 AM.

TjB and all the others, a "mere" American is not an insult. It means that
you have a low caffeine intake. its not an insult so settle down.

I love this poem. I can't believe that J.M. III knows how it got started!
Awesome!

Ursula from New Zealand
Comment 243 of 1110, added on October 16th, 2005 at 2:22 AM.

Tiff, I am answering your P.S. question from the comment that you posted
about Frost's "The Road..."
I believe that Frost really did receive inspiration from a diverging path
that he happened to walk through one day. Inspiration can come to us in
any form and at any time. I, for one, am a Cross Country runner so I'm
always faced with diverging roads. I hold within my heart the knowledge
that whatever road I take, it will either lead me to the same destination
as any other road, or I can always retrace my steps. I've never read
anything on how Frost was inspired to write "The Road...", but like I said,
inspiration comes to us in any form. I don't know if you were looking for
a textbook answer or not, but I hope that you, and those who read this
message, will have obtained some answers for questions concerned with
writing poetry from my response. I myself am not the best poet, and I
don't have all of the answers. But I myself am also human--this, I
believe, can be perceived as poetry.

TjB from United States
Comment 242 of 1110, added on October 15th, 2005 at 8:41 PM.

This is my all time favorite poem, it is beautifully written.

Luz from United States
Comment 241 of 1110, added on October 15th, 2005 at 5:20 PM.

Personaly I thought Jonh Mark 3's interpretation was excellent and I
applaud him. It was truly inspiring and I think it it is even better then
Robert Frosts poem. I know some people might not understand the elegance of
the poem but to me it was just so wonderful. Mark I want you to keep witing
poetry I know 1 day you will be a famous poetry writer even if some foolish
people on this website don't understand it. They are all just jealous of
your sofisticated poem. Those that do not get the poem should not get angry
at pure talent. I am a wonderful writer and have always wanted to publish a
poem book. If you would like to hear 1 from it you may ask me. Now I think
Moe is just a person who doesn't understad good poetry. Moe you should just
be quiet and let Jonh Mark 3 do his poetry since it is obvious you dont
have any skill in writing poetry. I think Robert Frost would be happpy with
John's poem so you should just keep your trap shut. Good day

Elga Shinkle from Australia

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Poet: Robert Frost
Poem: 1. The Road Not Taken
Volume: Mountain Interval
Year: 1916
Added: Feb 1 2004
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