Robert Frost

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

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


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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  • Anu Sipps (2/25/2012 4:04:00 AM)

    i always love this poem i have read it once in my small age and was very much inspired by this written poem so wonderful! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Mohammad Akmal Nazir (7/20/2011 12:34:00 AM)

    'Stopping by woods on a snowy evening' is one of the shortest lyrics of Frost which carries a deep meaning. It can be regarded as one of Frost's most moving, meaningful and artistically superb poem. Apparently, the poem is descriptive. It is dark and cold. The poet stops his sleigh by the lovely, dark woods and lingers in there to watch the snow filling up the wood. He, however realizes that he can't stay there for long because he has miles to go before he sleeps. The important aspect to his journey is that there is no end to it. After one milestone or station of rest or activity another milestone appears and thus even at the time of death, one cannot cover the whole part of this journey. Great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Niamat Ali Murtazai (6/24/2011 11:21:00 AM)

    The poem is a figurative and metaphorical summary of life. The horseman is every man of the world; the horse stands for the resources of life; the forest is the world where the journey is to take place; the end of the journey is the end of life; the owner of the forest is God who is never completely known to man though man thinks that he is unknown to his God as Eve in Paradise Lost Book 9 expects.Every man is tired but he is to continue his voyage . (Report) Reply

  • Shreya Sharma (6/11/2011 2:34:00 AM)

    i have been reading this poem so often since i was just 9. this person got me interested in writing and reading poetry. Robert Frost wrote uncomplicated poems on things that people don't even care to notice. He really is the best poet EVER and will remain like that.
    The lines 'I have miles to go before i sleep, miles to go before I sleep' send a chill through my spine, everytime i read them... (Report) Reply

  • Buried Alive (5/5/2011 1:09:00 AM)

    no technical analysis required for this poem.
    it revels in simplicity and imagery, enhanced by its somber tone

    , , , , , , but if robert frost had lived in the bronx,
    the outcome could have been quite different:

    Stopping by my Bronx apartment on a snowy evening

    ........ Whose apartment this is
    I think I know, .
    She's inside making noise though.
    So she will not see me stopping here
    next to her door so very near

    I give my bat a gentle shake
    to make sure there is no mistake,
    then slam that door with all my might
    for keeping me up every single night!

    I stagger down to my apartment below
    thinking I'l sleep and forget my woe
    and then it comes right through the walls
    ROCK N ROLL like cannonballs!

    The basement stinks
    but its dark and deep,
    Perhaps at last I'l get some sleep
    and dream of somewhere quiet and nice
    while i toss and turn to shake off lice

    Tell me! Is this what life is all about!
    Is it really time that I moved out!
    At least it's certain when I die

    It'l be a sound proof coffin in which I lie! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Basant Singh Brar (1/15/2011 5:35:00 AM)

    The first stanza does not have any metaphysical connotation.The owner is not God, but some real human being..He will not see him standing there.
    Secondly, the poet does not forbid us to enjoy beauty.After all, aesthetic sense is given onlt to human beings, not animals.He only wants us not to lose sight of our goals. (Report) Reply

  • Shihabudheen K J (12/6/2010 12:20:00 PM)

    My comment on this great poem is what already made by great reviewers like w.trusdale.its simple and beautiful.it lends an exotic touch of beauty and mesmerising chill one would encounter while passing through a snowy background like kashmir.i wish one day with my beautiful horse i could enjoy the beauty of kashmir woods upon one equinox dark. (Report) Reply

  • Anna Papadopoulou (11/22/2010 7:49:00 AM)

    Well, i've read and read this poem over and over again. Everytime feels like the first, for it trigers different emotional aspirations; different than those i had experienced when reading it for the very first time as a university pupil.
    I've even taken the time to read some of the comments made by other people who have done the same. To me it feels like the darkest night of the year is the route towards the end of one's life.
    The beauty that surrounds the man on the horse is the beauty of life that each and every one of us is bound to experience throughout the course of life.
    Sleep is traditionally related and even refered to as the 'brother' of death in early romantic poets; in English poetry. This is rather evident here, for the poet mentions he has a long way to travel before he goes to sleep.
    The profound imagery of the poem suggests that the beauty without meets the beauty within the man. As part of nature we all might stop and experience such magnificent moments. The falling of rain, the last remaining light in the horizon right before the sunset, to mention but a few.
    The fact that the man travels alone is yet another point that supports the desolate trip through life tha each of us embarks on.
    Finally, as regards to the 1st half of the last stanza of the poem: 'the woods are lovely.....to keep' i believe is indicative of the ongoing procedures in the course of life. For even in the darkest hours of one's living there is evident need to move on; whatever direction-just the same!
    The sense of the evergoing and merciless time that surpasses all that is understandible and humaine.
    Just wanted to share these thoughts with you.....should anyone read the comment, please respond. Thank you (Report) Reply

  • W. Trousdale (10/24/2010 1:29:00 AM)

    To me, this poem is about observing the beauty around you while fulfilling your obligations.

    I invision a country doctor making visits to his patients.

    His horse, obviously well versed in his course, expresses his expectation to proceed to the home of the rider's next patient. The horse is referenced twice. The horse goes from point A to point B, without stopping and would find it queer (odd) to stop along the way. The horse also asks if there is a mistake by shaking his head to get the attention of the rider.

    In astronomical terms, 'The darkest evening of the year, ' would be the winter equinox if in the Northern Hemisphere. This is the day (December 20 - December 23, depending on the year) when the evening is the longest of the year, thus, the 'darkest evening of the year.' This is a time of year when most people would be at home with family. Instead, he is striking out to satisfy 'promises' to people relying on him.

    Robert Frost references the rider's promises to keep. A country doctor takes those promises seriously. He feels the weight of his journey by repeating the phrase, 'And miles to go before I sleep.' The weight of those promises is compounded by the repetition. Even though he feels the significant responsibility of the tasks ahead of him, he takes the time to ponder the beauty and magnitude of his surroundings.

    My interpretation is that we need to 'stop and smell the roses' in our journey through life. (Report) Reply

  • J. Smith (9/24/2010 7:17:00 PM)

    Michelle, I have also been haunted by the last line of this great poem. I've been looking for the movie title and just found it! It's 'Telefon' (1977) with Charles Bronson. (Report) Reply

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