Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening - Poem 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
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Comments about Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

  • Rookie - 268 Points Abdalla Juma Shenga (6/26/2015 9:39:00 AM)

    A very nice poem from Frost (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 76 Points Zainab Rasool (6/22/2015 1:15:00 PM)

    really nice well done :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sylvia Simon (6/7/2015 1:42:00 PM)

    I was first introduced to this particular magnificent Robert Frost poem when I was in the 8th grade...over 20+ years ago...and it has always been my favorite! As someone else stated earlier, those last four lines are the hub of this poem for me. Those last lines are the ones that have made a lasting and unforgettable impact on me!! They are the reason I shall never forget and have not forgotten this poem!! Love it...a great read!! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Harold Pohl (6/3/2015 6:29:00 PM)

    What is the lure of the dark, deep woods that tempts him to remain here when his sense of duty tells him to move on? Is it simply the beauty of the snow falling on the woods that tempts him? Or is it something maybe a little sinister? Does he want to get down from his carriage and enter the woods? These thoughts are maybe prompted by his sneaky admission in the opening lines where he points out that the owner lives in town and won't see him stopping at his woods. Why would that bother him unless he is thinking of trespassing in some way? (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,304 Points Frank Davis, Sr. (5/29/2015 10:05:00 AM)

    A glorious bit of work!
    Much beloved! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 390 Points Ovi-enita Odiete (5/24/2015 8:34:00 AM)

    this is a unique poem on its own. very beautiful and I think I can relate it well to children. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,281 Points Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (5/23/2015 5:35:00 PM)

    Priority and perseverence are powerfully expressed here! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Emily Copes (5/21/2015 2:05:00 PM)

    He is soooo just talking about Father Christmas. (Report) Reply

    Freshman - 518 Points Stephen W (7/4/2015 3:40:00 PM)

    Absolutely. Makes me think of Jingle Bells.

  • Rookie - 12 Points Allan Robertson (5/17/2015 9:39:00 PM)

    I think this poem is about...contentment! Or, more accurately, choosing contentment.
    He has paused between what I believe must be Christmas-time visits ('darkest evening of the year') to take in the serenity of the winter night. Others might see the solo winter night journey and the woods as menacing and dangerous, but he is unafraid. He trusts his little horse and sleigh will deliver him safely to his next stop.
    Yes, he has obligations to fulfill before he can rest, but I feel he knows they are happy ones.
    (Having been alone in the woods in winter, at night, I can vouch for the peacefulness that can flood over you. If you have made all necessary preparations to be warm and safe, of course! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,442 Points Naida Nepascua Supnet (5/17/2015 6:28:00 AM)

    Frost's poem will always show options, decisions, and the reader will be left to ponder. Always a delight reading a FROST. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 22 Points Michael Ryland (4/20/2015 4:18:00 PM)

    I have often thought this poem deals with death. The poet stops and takes in the peaceful beauty and serenity of the snowy woods. He considers his options as the horse arouses him from his reverie. As is so often the case in Frost's poetry, a decision must be made. His choice here is to return to his life of promises, obligations that must be fulfilled before he can sleep.

    This is a personal interpretation. That is the true beauty of great poetry, though. One can experience many things that are his alone. (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 63 Points Anthony Devers (6/15/2015 2:36:00 AM)

    Exactly my interpretation. If he enters the frozen woods in the darkest night of the year, he probably won't come out alive. The house in the village is a church, and the woods belong to god.

  • Rookie - 422 Points Ravi A (4/19/2015 9:31:00 AM)

    The last four lines really tell the poem. These are meant for anybody and everybody. Yes, we have promises in our life and so many miles to cross before our final rest in life. A great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 422 Points Ravi A (4/19/2015 9:28:00 AM)

    The last four lines are the real hub of the poem. These lines are meant for anybody and everybody. Yes, we have promises in our life and miles and miles to go in our life before our final rest. A great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 97 Points Ducky Duck (3/5/2015 10:57:00 AM)

    I have read this numerous times and heard many people perform this piece.
    Really love it.: D (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 97 Points Ducky Duck (3/5/2015 10:57:00 AM)

    I have read this numerous times and heard many people perform this piece.
    Really love it.: D (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Aysegul Avcu (2/25/2015 9:41:00 AM)

    Great (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Hallie Gee (2/24/2015 11:25:00 AM)

    I first read this poem in Love that Dog, and I fell in love with it. I have loved it ever since. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,095 Points Panmelys Panmelys (1/31/2015 1:15:00 PM)

    Lovely poem full of possible meanings, but such beauty of words, rhythm, ryme and emotion, don't need long explanations, which might not be at all what the poet meant to convey. Though it is possible behind the loneliness and perhaps cross-roads of his life, with all it's little disturbances, that he's loathe to leave this beauty to fulfil promises, ? ? ? (imagination soars,) a marriage, work he doesn't like, whatever? it is precisely the mystery that intriques and is what all great poetry is about.....I love this poet. Panmelys (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 30,535 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (1/28/2015 9:09:00 AM)

    Wonderful poem on snow and it is really amazing. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 708 Points Ahmad Husain (1/5/2015 12:35:00 AM)

    Simply great poem by a great poet! (Report) Reply










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