19.3.09

HurtS LiKe CraXy.


" can't seem to hold u like i want to.so i can feel u in my arms "

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.

Robert Frost,The Road Not Taken ( 1915 )


p/s: This poem is usually interpreted as an assertion of individualism, but critic Lawrence Thompson has argued that it is a slightly mocking satire on a perennially hesitant walking partner of Frost's who always wondered what would have happened if he had chosen their path differently.

7 comments:

Cath said...

this poem always gets to me...

ShanKitha said...

yeah.me too.studied it in english lit at form 4/5...:)
m impressed n shocked u know...hmmm!

Cath said...

took english lit in college.

i'd stare at the words & catch myself dreaming.

been a while since i did that...

ShanKitha said...

i must go thru my old stuff see if can find my black comb binded set of peoms.let me look see look see!

Cath said...

peoms. hahaha.. enuf said. :p

ShanKitha said...

yes.i can't spell.deal with it!

ShanKitha said...

yes.i can't spell.deal with it!