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Quiet in the forest

Quiet in the forest

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  • Elaine Liebenbaum 09/03/2004 12:49

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

    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.
  • Siti Nesta 09/03/2004 10:57

    Hi Sergio,

    I love your picture so much. Wow! This picture reminded me of Robert Forst's poem - The Road Not Taken.