The Road Not Taken (Poem By Robert Frost)

This classic poem about divergent paths is notoriously open to interpretation, at times seeming to idealise individual choice; at others to be looking back regretfully. It contains a beautiful encapsulation and reflection of one soft moment of natural introspection.

Transcript

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both and be one traveller 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, It leaves no step a trodden black. 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 travelled by, And that has made all the difference.

Reviews

That was perfect! Just what my heart needed to create space and breathe and be ok. Thank you!

Poignant, beautifully done. Thank you for lending your beautiful voice to this wonderful story of life.

Very apt. Thank you

I love this poem and you have the perfect voice for reading it. Thank you so much, this really made my day.💮

One of my favorite poems. Thank you for sharing this with all of us!