Leslie's Omnibus

Route Change

Robert Frost (1874–1963).
Mountain Interval. 1920.

1. The Road Not Taken

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.
_____
Leslie

4 comments:

og said...

frost rocks. I love "mending wall" and can recite it from memory

Kevin said...

Sometimes the road less traveled is less traveled for a reason.
-Jerry Seinfeld

melissa.in.london said...

That is my FAVORITE poem ever.

I recited it for a contest once.

It's beautiful.

Elisson said...

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by.
It's scenic enough, but at what cost?
Been gone ten years, and I'm still lost!