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Analysis and comments on Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

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Comment 60 of 1060, added on June 21st, 2005 at 12:45 AM.

Life is like coming in too late for a film,
Trying to find out what happened,
without bothering a lot of people with a lot of questions,
And then being suddenly called away
before you know how the film ends.

Biraj Singh Thapa from Nepal
Comment 59 of 1060, added on June 20th, 2005 at 9:41 AM.

i enjoy this poem becsuse i can relate because i have many things to
accomplish in life so i am going to stick it out because i have miles to go
before i sleep and miles to go before i sleep

kiaama from United States
Comment 58 of 1060, added on June 6th, 2005 at 5:06 PM.

Yeah, this is a really nice poem. I love all Robert Frost poetry. I'm
actually doing a project on it. I have to read three of his poems and do
one just like it with my own words. Mine is about the sunset. It's
beautiful. These poems require thought, though. They're really deep and
emotional. U can tell how Frost feels about nature. Think about it...

runnergirl716 from United States
Comment 57 of 1060, added on May 29th, 2005 at 11:37 PM.

Prose mechanism enabled by Robert Frost both astonishes and awes the
sentiments of the reader. The global connection conjured is simplistic yet
remarkable. Thus, Frost is considering the sin of suicide, but entertains
the literal thought of vivid scenery of the inherent New England region.
His poem is, therefore, a vehicle of compassion, depression, and distress.

Joe Mugz from Rwandese Republic (Rwanda)
Comment 56 of 1060, added on May 23rd, 2005 at 7:33 PM.

Having lived in New Hampshire, I can see where his feelings are coming
from. Enjoying nature is not very common, and this poem paints an image in
my mind of peacefulness, and serenity. Robert Frost enjoyed the simpler
things in life, like a light snowfall just as the sun sets behind the
mountains, and the woods take on a beautiful look, with the bright
whiteness of the snow contrasting with the dark night sky, creating a calm
and subtle gray atmosphere. Yet at the same time, he is not in complete
solitude, for there is a house nearby with light shining from it, showing
warmth close by as a friendly reminder that he is not far from comfort, but
far enough away from people to enjoy nature all by his lonesome self. Maybe
he was contemplating suicide, as many people believe, but I solely believe
he was dreaming of a lifetime of serenity away from it all yet in only one
moments time, and as his dream fades away he is reminded of the long
journey of life ahead of him before he reaches his tranquil paradise.

Zac from United States
Comment 55 of 1060, added on May 12th, 2005 at 9:10 PM.

OK your all crack heads come on its so easy to see the truth of what this
poem is really about.... He obvously playes online games and pownes all the
vech lamers. He then talks about how he is a great sniper In planetside ans
says how you all should kill yourselves now come on am I right or what !!:)

William The great from United States
Comment 54 of 1060, added on May 4th, 2005 at 1:03 PM.

kool! This poem is alright. I never thought that this poem could be about
suiside! F deadly!

Robert Frost himself! from Zimbabwe
Comment 53 of 1060, added on May 3rd, 2005 at 1:53 PM.

there is totally a subtle tone of suicidal contemplation. if one reads
frost's other work, one will see how deep his poems are. why would he
suddenly take to writing about winter landscapes, especially during a low
point in his life? there is definatly something more in this poem.

Zera from Portugal
Comment 52 of 1060, added on May 3rd, 2005 at 12:11 PM.

I can see the contemplation of suicide. How death would be like "The woods
are lovely, dark and deep" He is describing a what a low point in life he
is at with "The darkest evening of the year". He changes his mind by saying
"But I have promises to keep" He realizes his obligations are more
important. He chooses life. Which leads to these lines "And miles to go
before I sleep" He decides to keep on living.

Kenneth from United States
Comment 51 of 1060, added on May 2nd, 2005 at 2:46 PM.

I love this pome it is cute and it gives a good fealing when you read it.
Robert Frost is a very talinted person I love reading his work.

Amanda from United States

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Information about Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Poet: Robert Frost
Poem: 24. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Volume: New Hampshire
Year: 1923
Added: Feb 1 2004
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Poem of the Day: Jun 26 2000


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