Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

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1. djeastmMar 2025
   >Skip Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

   No way, that's one of my favorites. I don't want to let pretension keep me from liking what I like.

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2. vijayrSep 2017
   If - Rudyard Kipling https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/46473/if---

   Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost, https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/42891/stopping-by-woo...

   Emily Dickinson!

   Here is one

   I’m Nobody! Who are you?

   I’m Nobody! Who are you?

   Are you – Nobody – too?

   Then there’s a pair of us!

   Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!

   How dreary – to be – Somebody!

   How public – like a Frog –

   To tell one’s name – the livelong June –

   To an admiring Bog!

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3. DarkTreeSep 2015
   Similarly lost in meaning is Frost's "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" which is a beautiful poem, but many people don't see the suicidal undertone. I've had it memorized for years and only just learned about this.
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4. david_shawMar 2015
   I'm a Frost fan as well. My favorite is Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.

     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 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 is 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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5. david_shawDec 2024
   This is one of my favorite poems -- perhaps because it was my first in-depth exposure to poetry.

   In high school, I was assigned a poetry explication: it was a combination of poetic analysis and public speaking (I had to deliver my work to the class), and it was a major part of my grade.

   I chose this poem because it was one of the few poems I'd ever read.

   I'd never spent much time with poetry, but the hours I dedicated to really thinking about (and feeling) this poem made a lasting impact. I don't remember the grade I got, but the assignment absolutely kindled my lifelong love of poetry.

   I spend more time on translations of older Chinese poetry these days (I highly recommend Red Pine's translation of Wei Ying-wu's In Such Hard Times), but I'll always remember Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.

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6. sevensorApr 2024
   My weirdest Frost experience has been "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." My child received the gift of a lavishly illustrated picture book with the verse printed in it. The poem is so desolate, but as far as I could tell, neither the illustrator, nor the publisher, nor the gift-giver, had given it a moment's thought. There was even an illustration of a cheery farmhouse, with yellow lantern light spilling out the windows onto the snow. This farmhouse is precisely absent in the poem.
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