If you haven't read this in a while-----

[Atticus]

"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." BY ROBERT FROST


"Whose woods these are I think I know.   

His house is in the village though;   

He will not see me stopping here   

To watch his woods fill up with snow.   


My little horse must think it queer   

To stop without a farmhouse near   

Between the woods and frozen lake   

The darkest evening of the year.   


He gives his harness bells a shake   

To ask if there is some mistake.   

The only other sound’s the sweep   

Of easy wind and downy flake.   


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."

[elleng]

1. Thank you!

It's beside my book case, and will read it soon; may give it to Grands next year.

[MLAA]

2. Perfect time to enjoy it again!

[dchill]

3. Thanks!

[2naSalit]

4. The author...

Was a local celebrity of sorts where I spent much of my childhood. We had to memorize the poem for most of the early grades in school every fall. One year he came to our school and we recited it for him.

It's one I'll probably never forget the whole thing, memorizing poetry was a thing with my older siblings.

[3catwoman3]

5. Thank for posting this.

I’ve always liked it and the visual images it calls up in my mind’s eye.

[Tommymac]

6. Always the right time for some Frost. Thanks! nt

[ananda]

7. Just sent this to my folks in B'ham.

They just had a big snowfall.

It makes beautiful pictures, but is hell
to deal with, really.

Still, a touch of Frost is just the thing...

[niyad]

8. Thank you.

[MyOwnPeace]

9. And a great American composer,

Randall Thompson, set it to music:

[LoisB]

10. Thank you. It has been many, many years.

[c-rational]

11. Thank you. A perfect gift.

[smirkymonkey]

12. I love this poem.

It is so soothing and comforting to my soul. There is just something about it that I cannot quite pinpoint that charms me so. As an upstate New Yorker and transplanted New Englander, it speaks to me.

Thank you for posting, Atticus. I needed this tonight.

[Biophilic]

13. Once, a very, very long time ago, I got to hear Robert Frost recite this poem himself.

I don't know how she did it, but my mother got us front row seats (just off to the right) to his appearance at the University of Michigan. I was pretty young and yet I still retain the image of him reciting this particular poem. Yeah, it was pretty remarkable. Thanks for the reminder.

[TheRickles]

14. A life-long inspiration, and it provided the title to this recent photo I took:

"And miles to go before I sleep"

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