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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Poetry is better with a Picture...

In the 5th grade, I was made to learn Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost. Still to this day, I know every word and every line. I took this photo today, and thought instantly of that Poem. Now that I am in College, this poem has a lot more meaning now, than it did then. In my English Composition 2 Class we got more in depth into this poem, and really analyzed it. Which makes it even better. 

But, I think...Poetry is better with a photo.

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.