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

  • Stefan Maslaczyk (1/2/2016 9:32:00 AM)

    Why is the ownership of the woods and the owner not seeing the author standing and admiring them so important? The whole of the first verse is devoted to this topic. I don't think explanations about fulfilling responsibilities till death, etc, explain this. Could it be that the beautiful woods are symbolic of another man's alluring wife? The rest of the poem then starts falling into place.
    The first verse the author doesn't want to be seen admiring another's wife.
    Second verse he is standing between the beckoning woods and a frozen lake (what his marriage has become)
    The harness bells are his conscience ringing compared to the gentle easy wind and downy flake of forbidden love.
    He is offered solace in the lovely dark deep embrace of the woods but he has made his wedding vows to stay faithful till death releases him. (Report) Reply

    Stefan Maslaczyk (1/20/2016 2:33:00 PM)

    That first verse is a loaded with suspicion and cunning though. It is very weird that if you consider the woods as being a metaphor for a woman it is almost the mirror image of the story of the start of the David and Bathsheba story. See Second Samuel Chapter 11 Verses 2,3 and 4.

    Stephen W (1/18/2016 7:04:00 PM)

    Rural people may be as jealous of their land as of their wives. If he is seen staring at another's trees, the owner may think he plans to steal firewood. He would be challenged.

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  • Gill Hipkin (12/30/2015 4:48:00 PM)

    A truly great piece of verse. (Report) Reply

  • Alisha Castle Alisha Castle (12/24/2015 1:54:00 PM)

    From very teen age I am just fan of this poetry work of him.... (Report) Reply

  • Ency Bearis (12/23/2015 6:59:00 PM)

    Love this great poem one of my favorites. (Report) Reply

  • Thomas Case Thomas Case (12/21/2015 7:26:00 AM)

    reat poem...I like the subtle refference to death.....but he has miles to go ad promiss to kep (Report) Reply

  • Chetan Pandey Chetan Pandey (12/16/2015 9:02:00 PM)

    Loved it.... The poem says true facts (Report) Reply

  • Amar Agarwala Amar Agarwala (12/16/2015 9:42:00 AM)

    One of Robert Frost´s best poems. (Report) Reply

  • Hardik Garg (15 Yrs) Hardik Garg (15 Yrs) (12/10/2015 3:38:00 AM)

    Always reminds me of my responsibilities and also the beauty of winter season. Makes me happy. (Report) Reply

  • Robert Reynolds (12/10/2015 12:48:00 AM)

    inspires a person to think about all unfinished business before the night falls on your life. (Report) Reply

  • Alem Hailu G/kristos Alem Hailu G/kristos (12/8/2015 2:54:00 AM)

    As Toddy Victor commented it is a wonderful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Brittany Howard (11/15/2015 2:52:00 PM)

    I love that this poem can be interpreted in many ways. I read that the poem is exactly what it says it is, just a man stopping by the woods and admiring it. But I like to see other people's interpretations. Before I knew what the poem actually meant, I thought this poem was indeed about death and how inevitable it is. (Report) Reply

  • Keira Charles (11/5/2015 9:26:00 AM)

    Has anyone here heard Frostiana, by Randall Thompson? It's seven Frost poems (The Road Not Taken, The Pasture, Come In, The Telephone, Girl's Garden, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, and Choose Something Like A Star) with music for a SATB choir.My choir got to sing it at a concert last year and Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening gave me chills all over. (Report) Reply

  • Poetic Passion (11/1/2015 7:44:00 AM)

    love the last lines
    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 [3 (Report) Reply

  • Bakuli Bhakali Bakuli Bhakali (10/28/2015 4:14:00 AM)

    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

    one of my favorite.......... (Report) Reply

  • Vivek Mishra Vivek Mishra (10/27/2015 11:56:00 AM)

    frosty that, mate ;) (Report) Reply

  • Goodnews Eruemuare (10/24/2015 1:41:00 PM)

    Miles to go before i lay my head to rest. (Report) Reply

  • Todd Victor Leone (10/16/2015 2:51:00 PM)

    For me, this iconic poem by Robert Frost has a darker and deeper meaning than the superficial and obvious one. He writes about stopping his horsedrawn vehicle, perhaps a sleigh, by a lovely wood that isn't near any house, not even that of the owner of the land, to watch the woods fill with snow on the darkest evening of the year, perhaps the winter solstice when the night is longest and daytime at its shortest. His horse, the author says, must be puzzled that they're stopping there, so far from shelter. I think the most profound statement is that that the author is tempted to remain there, because the woods are lovely in their depth and darkness, as they fill up with white, pristine snow. But to remain there would be to die - he could not survive the cold for any length of time - and yet he is tempted. Frost was 48 or so when he wrote this poem in 1922, not terribly old. Yet I think the notion of not facing life's daily burdens was something he'd thought about - most people have thought about that from time to time. But, upon reflection, no, he had to move on and get back to shelter and deal with life's exigencies and he knew it wasn't yet his time. As he wrote, he had promises to keep, meaning there were things he knew he needed to do still, and if any phrase has a double meaning for me, it's And miles to go before I sleep, which he states twice. There were miles to go to get home that night, to the warmth and safety of his dwelling, but what he means in a larger sense is It's not yet my time to die - I have a long way to go before that happens. And so he did. He lived to be 88 and died close to 40 years after he wrote this evocative poem. (Report) Reply

    * Sunprincess * (10/23/2015 7:58:00 PM)

    .......wonderful comment, and I agree ★

  • Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh (9/25/2015 9:40:00 AM)

    a great poem I always like it (Report) Reply

  • Donward Bughaw Donward Bughaw (9/22/2015 6:13:00 PM)

    I love this poem as well as the writer...Robert Frost was my favourite poet.... (Report) Reply

  • Anish Debnath Anish Debnath (9/14/2015 1:33:00 PM)

    He stops By the sight of woods covered with snow
    & is amazed watching with a face full of glow
    but he is travelling far to death
    which he has to know.

    So, reluctant, leaving so many things to find
    pretending someone is in the wood's behind
    he continues to travel as started
    & is talking to his self soothing his mind. (Report) Reply

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