Theme #4 will be...

The Road Not Taken (Robert Frost)

I read this poem for the first time in English class in school when I was a teenager, and it was strangely memorable... and then over a decade later, I still remembered it, not as anything particularly amazing, but as a well-known poem that I knew, too. Then, pretty recently, I happened upon a self-described POEM GUIDE for it which revealed that I had perhaps been fooled by the poem. Well, at least, it presented a new interpretation which seemed to make more sense to me, which seemed less trite, than my half-remembered version of it.

Here is the full text of The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Here is a link to the POEM GUIDE I read, by Katherine Robinson:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/articles/89511/robert-frost-the-road-not-taken

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