SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: ROBERT FROST

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
by Robert Frost

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 travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.


(This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1923.)


Robert Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech. His work frequently employed settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. A popular and often-quoted poet, Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry. (Annotated biography of Robert Frost courtesy of Wikipedia.)

Editor’s Note: Every once in a while it’s good to look back to the traditions and literary greats that are the roots of modern American poetry. Today is one of those days.

A class I TA for recently did a close reading of today’s poem. It was one of the best close reading experiences I’ve engaged in to date, and it inspired today’s post.

We began with the reading the poem appears to offer on its face, the idea that choosing the road less traveled in life is the better choice. On a second reading, and after hearing the poem read aloud by Frost, students offered that the poem has a tone of regret. Finally, after much debate, the class reached a consensus that the speaker in the poem is looking toward an unknown future, knowing only that one day he’ll see the choice he made in taking one path over the other as the choice that made all the difference in his life.

I see genius in the very fact that a reader might garner one meaning on a cursory reading, that the poem might then inspire debate among readers, and that, in the end, the group might conclude that the poem was always meant to be open to multiple interpretations. After all, when we look into our own future and contemplate what we’ll one day say when recalling our past, what do we really know at all?

Want to see more by and about Robert Frost?
Hear “The Road Not Taken” Read Aloud by Robert Frost
Poets.org
The Poetry Foundation
Famous Poets and Poems

About Sivan Butler-Rotholz

Sivan is the Contributing Editor of the Saturday Poetry Series on As It Ought To Be and holds an MFA from Brooklyn College. She is a professor, writer, editor, comic artist, and attorney emerita. She is also the founder of Reviving Herstory. Sivan welcomes feedback, poetry submissions, and solicitations of her writing via email at sivan.sf [at] gmail [dot] com.
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3 Responses to SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: ROBERT FROST

  1. Maya Elashi says:

    with regard to your final sentence of commentary: Indeed!
    and, thank you for the connection to Frost speaking the poem in his own voice!! Rich.

  2. I’m 65, and maybe more than most people, was free (as I thought) at 16, to choose my own road in life, and made some important unconventional choices early in life – seldom after seeking advice, and often alone, in difficult and unfriendly environments, without adequate information. After being a long way from my home, family and roots, in 3 big cities, in 2 countries, for nearly 50 years, I’m only beginning to settle down with my long suffering companion of 6 years, while still seeking the reasons for some of my own important choices made 30-40 years and more ago, and still discovering big and obvious mistakes that should have been obvious long ago!
    In my own long enquiry to discover and uncover my own emotional, cultural and intellectual baggage, one reason for optimism is that here in Europe, after half a century of peace, with life expectations extended into the 80s and beyond ( I know at least two people over 100 years old) there may be many more people like me who will hopefully, over the next few years ( unless we have more wars) be able to chart, as only a few Europeans like Herman Hesse have done, happier and more spiritually satisying paths for young people than we had in our time.
    As for the language of Frost, I prefer poetic prose and drama to poetry, and cities to the countryside ( even though I love nature), and have long taken to heart the closing words ( maybe misremembered) of “The Glass Menagerie” by Tennessee Williams ” The cities passed beneath my feet like dead lieaves. These days the world is lit by lightning” ..

  3. candidmentor says:

    I had a personal experience with Robert Frost that I’d like to share. The sentiments speak for themselves.

    http://writingasaprofession.wordpress.com/2011/09/27/meeting-robert-frost/

    Monty Joynes Boone, NC

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