Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening By Robert Frost

I might not be very poetic or must of a poem-phile but there is one poem that i do remember is the symbolic poetry by Robert Frost..... it might not be as flowery as others and mite not be so mind-numbingly confuisng with all the metaphors and double meanings that it leaves the reader puzzled and catatonic.

THis poem is simple and clear but yet it can be intepreted different by different people. To me, its basically about escape from the realities of the world which the woods refer. Since its not somewhere hes been before indicated by the horse who 'thinks its queer' its shows that it is something unfamilair or not in his usual routine.............
For me, the woods represents escape from our daily lives for simpler things, it could possibly represent escaping to a carefree world... which can be so 'lovely, dark and deep'.
But in the end, he resists temptation for he 'has promises to keep' and miles to go before he sleeps (basically death)
great poem

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it's queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The 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.

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