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

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Comment 102 of 612, added on November 8th, 2005 at 12:02 PM.

poem...it means a lot to me...SAnta really does not like christmas i think
hes trying to say

Michael JettyTown from United States
Comment 101 of 612, added on November 7th, 2005 at 2:59 AM.

This is one of my favorite poem and I have kept the last stanza "Woods are
lovely ....before I sleep" beside my work place. It used to give me
inspiration when I was a student and still gives me the same inspiration at
this age of 42.
Although it is difficult to stick to our goal in this fast changing world,
at least we can get some courage from this poem.

Amitabha Thakur from India
Comment 100 of 612, added on November 6th, 2005 at 6:39 PM.

how in the world does this poem mean suicuid it sound so peacefuland full
of life

flora from United States
Comment 99 of 612, added on November 3rd, 2005 at 4:58 PM.

I learned this poem somewhere between 5 to 10 years ago. I think that this
is one of the best poems I've ever read in my life.

Kayla from United States
Comment 98 of 612, added on November 2nd, 2005 at 12:37 PM.

i love this poem... !!! i remember this was part of our syllabus in
school... i loved it then and i love it even now!!! :) :) :)

yangzom from India
Comment 97 of 612, added on October 25th, 2005 at 11:44 PM.

My english teacher, a big, bald, irishman, says that this poem is about
Santa Claus. He says Santa is delivering presents, that is the "promise" he
must keep. The miles to go before he sleeps are the many houses he must
visit to give presents to. The horses harness bells are really sleigh
bells. Its quiet because everyone is sleeping and waiting for Santa to
come. No suicide here... can anyone argue against that logic> (>.>) lol...

Will from United States
Comment 96 of 612, added on October 20th, 2005 at 2:01 AM.

He is thinking about suicide...

Jeremy from United States
Comment 95 of 612, added on October 19th, 2005 at 9:46 PM.

As I see it, having read and reread this wonderful poem many times since my
first encounter at the age of seven, the woods--"lovely, dark, and
deep"--are beckoning to the speaker/narrator's unconscious desires, as if
seducing him to enter, possibly never to return. At the same moment, his
consciousness calls him back to the reality that faces every living
thing--the will to go on living, doing, being. After all, he has "promises
to keep." He has obligations and responsibilities, to others perhaps, and
to himself as a creature of the world with a passion to live. And with a
curiosity that seeks to know the mystery of death.

Don from North Carolina from United States
Comment 94 of 612, added on October 17th, 2005 at 6:48 PM.

i think this poem is absolutely amazing. The way that robert frost portrays
suicide and determintation to continue in life is like....WOW!!!! i love
this poem

ana banana from Peru
Comment 93 of 612, added on October 16th, 2005 at 1:59 PM.

Here is a story:
Our young teacher, Ms. Elizabeth lived happily, teaching us and devoting
her time to her husband, her family and her poetry. When we asked her why
she was always bruised up, she would look away from us and simply say that
she was clumsy and often fell down. We were no fools. Each day, as Ms.
Elizabeth came to class, we turned over and over in our heads the different
possibilities of why Ms. Elizabeth was so clumsy and fell down so much.
Some of us knew the truth before the others did; However, eventually
everyone knew, but no one said a word. Ms. Elizabeth came across "Stopping
by Woods on a Snowy Evening," by Mr. Frost. It was in the curriculum which
she had to teach us. One day, Ms. Elizabeth sat down and read us the poem.
She could not finish it because she broke into tears near the end and had
to use the bathroom. Each day afterwards, Ms. Elizabeth would try to read
the poem again and again, but she always broke out into tears. One day,
she finally gave up reading the poem and had us switch to another
assignment: making paper mache. Years afterwards, I took a poetry class in
college. My thesis paper was on the "poetry of Robert Frost and its
connection to everyday life". "Stopping by..." was one of the poems I
wrote about in my paper. I always interpreted it as a journey; it is good
to sometimes stop and admire the scenery, but I cannot let it slow myself
down too much because "I have miles to go before I sleep..." I think this
is the meaning Ms. Elizabeth was trying to believe, each time she read that
poem to us.

TjB 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
Viewed: 1897 times
Poem of the Day: Jun 26 2000

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