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

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Comment 47 of 587, added on April 13th, 2005 at 3:20 PM.

I'm always suprised by people who see Robert Frost poems as complicated
metaphors of life, and even more suprised when they suggest that elements
of the poem are in fact imaginary. I was fortunate to live in Rural
Vermont for a year some thiry years ago and I had many moments of
breathtaking ephinany as the light and landscape cast up moments of
esquisite beauty. Who hasn't stood in amazement watching a particularly
beautiful snowfall? I can just picture Mr. Frost driving home in his
cutter as evening falls, rounding a gentle bend beside a small lake and
suddenly he stops, astonished at the light and dark of the woods and the
gentle sound of the breeze bourne snow. His horse would shake his bells and
Frost is aware of what the horse thinks; and haven't we all reluctantly
turned away from some beautiful natural phenomenum because we have things
to attend to?

Bob Mumford from Canada
Comment 46 of 587, added on April 10th, 2005 at 3:00 PM.

I really love this poem. The combination of several elements: Frost's
rhyming scheme (aaba bbcb ccdc dddd), his use of Iambic Pentameter, and the
fact that all the lines have 8 syllables work together to give this poem an
eerily enchanting, almost hypnotic, tone.

THe true meaning of this poem, however, is to express Frost's inner battle
with suicide. In 1905, with 5 children to support and not nearly enough
money to go around, Frost did indeed contemplate suicide. While he
obviously didnt commit suicide, the feeling has most likely lingered on in
him. The fact that Frost wrote this in the first person narrative only
magnifies the connection between his own urges for suicide and those in the

In this work, Frost shows his conflict by deviding the poem's focus between
the traveller (pro-suicide) and the horse (anti-suicide). Lines such as
"The darkest evening of the year" and "And miles to go before I sleep/ And
miles to go before I sleep" create a depressed, dismal tone that can
reflect the urges for suicide in the poem.

The woods represent death itself; they are quiet, calm, dark and deep.
While the traveller wants to stay in these woods, his horse tries to pull
him away from them.

In the end, we are left hanging in regards to the travellers ultimate fate,
implying that Frost himself had not yet at this point descided between
suicide and life.

Will Foss from United States
Comment 45 of 587, added on April 8th, 2005 at 11:50 PM.

the poem is a perfect one.the same # of syllables in each line and it has a
perfect rhyming pettern.lol.my techer mr.d told us that .idk anything about
poems and their morals but that one is kind of kool.cool.whatever

america from United States
Comment 44 of 587, added on April 8th, 2005 at 1:04 PM.

this was my late fathers favorite poem of all time. when he passed away in
1982, this verse was read as a memorial to him.

jill foster from United States
Comment 43 of 587, added on April 6th, 2005 at 9:23 PM.

Whoa! Suicide? This poem is wonderfully written, and if you look at that
you'll see that suicide is not what it is. In the first stanza (four lines)
there are no hard sounds. The man is thinking with no interruptions. In the
second stanza (5 thru 8) there is one hard sound. In the following one (9
thru 12) there are more than two, as his horse shakes itself, reminding him
that he needs to go on and has things to do. In the last stanza, the hard
sounds at the end of the lines are him reminding himself that he must get
back to his work, or family, or whatever. Frost used poetic impact in some
of the best ways I've ever seem and was an incredible poet (though I like
John Donne better). If you want a creepy Frost poem read "The Pasture".

juniper from United States
Comment 42 of 587, added on April 6th, 2005 at 7:03 PM.

Christmas 2004 I was looking at our Christmas books when I saw this one,
and when I saw it I had to read it and it has been my favorite poem ever
since. I am planning on doing this poem for my report on my favorite poem
by Robert Frost. My teacher is reading other poems by Robert Frost to my
class. She has a poster of The Road Not Taken!

Elizabeth from United States
Comment 41 of 587, added on April 6th, 2005 at 5:42 AM.

I'm Abeer from Yemen. I'm an English Literature
student at the university. I'm in the third level and
I've taken this WONDERFUL poem. It was the first time
for me to raed such poem. I cannot give any comment
for the poem, because it is higher to be commented and
very easy to anderstand from the first time.
I like to be brief and accurate.

Abeer from Yemen
Comment 40 of 587, added on April 5th, 2005 at 7:36 PM.

Christmas 2004 i was looking at our christmas books and i saw this one and
i am planing on doing this poem for my report and my favorite poet is
Robert Frost. My class reads poems bye Robert Frost to my class. She has a
poster of The Road Not Taken!

Elizabeth from United States
Comment 39 of 587, added on April 3rd, 2005 at 6:42 PM.

I have always loved this poem. It speaks on so many different levels and
has such pulling language. Every time that I have an assignment in English
and am able to pick the poem that I write on, this is the poem that I

Aimee from United States
Comment 38 of 587, added on March 28th, 2005 at 10:18 AM.

Many years ago I was required to memorize this poem for a class recital. I
never truly understood the poem then, but it always stayed with me and to
this day I can still recite it. At many points in my life this poem has
come back to me, perhaps that was the point, to mean something slightly
different at points in life.

The woods represent our lives, which at times seem to be owned by others
“Whose woods these are I think I know”. This person has stopped to reflect
upon their responsibilities in life “His house is in the village, though”,
not to himself, but others.

“My little horse must think it queer”, that voice inside of us that always
tells us “no time for this”…and in the end accepting our responsibility,
but better for the brief pause to place it in perspective…”The woods are
lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before
I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.”

Whenever the responsibilities of life seems to be getting heavy, and I wish
to run from them this poem enters my mind, and I stop to look at the woods
and gain a new perspective. Maybe it’s just my interpretation and it holds
no merit. But, Thank you anyway Mr. Frost, for I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

RG from United States

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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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