Tuesday, April 24, 2007

My favorite poem - Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening (by Robert Frost)

Out of all the poems I like, I love this one the most. It's special to me - as a child, I sometimes used to cry on reading it. Even now, it gives me chills whenever I read it. I've memorized each word of it by heart. I have an issue of TIME magazine, which has an image that very closely matches the theme of this poem. I've kept that issue carefully ever since 1995 (the image below is not that image).

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He won't 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.

-- Robert Frost

I'm aware that the actual poem written by Robert Frost has one word different from what is written above, but it's the above words that I've memorized (for many years now)


  1. I didn't know that the original poem has a different word different... It has been quite entertaining to read your blogs... I must say...

  2. Yeah it has...

    And it's good to know that you enjoyed reading my blogs (of course you *surely* found some posts plain weird...)