Rhythm: The poem follows a traditional sense in rhythm and uses Iambic feet throughout the poem. The Road Not Taken: Stanza-wise Explanation Stanza 1: 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; The poet narrates how he once arrived at a fork in the road where he had to choose between two roads to continue on his journey. The woods are yellow, which means that it probably falls and the leaves are turning yellow. These lines are an example of imagery. But, a misinterpretation is a misinterpretation and institutes who teach thus should realize the importance of deviating from the lines in the poem. But, the speaker knows that it is highly impossible as once the decision is taken — one path would lead to many.
The reader is left to guess for himself. This poem does not advise. However, this resolution of his could not be made with any certainty. The individual arrives at a critical juncture in his life, arriving at crossroads at last yellow woods. During the first three stanzas, the narrator shows no sense of remorse for his decision nor any acknowledgement that such a decision might be important to his life. After thoroughly examining the first option the poet turned to the second and decided that he was going to go with this choice. He believes that after many years, he will look back on the memory of that walk and think that by choosing the path that less people had been on, he has forever eliminated the first path from his travels.
So, do register at Myeduz. However, this was not an easy choice for Frost to make. Furthermore, his indecision causes him eventual discomfort so as to adjudicate over one singular course of action. In this stanza, the poet says that after all his calculations as to which path was more often taken, he saw that on the same day as he was walking along that forest trail no other traveller had reached that junction, and he was the first to do so. Both paths seem to have same wear by travellers making it hard for anyone to pick a safe road. One of the attractions of the poem is its archetypal dilemma, one that we instantly recognize because each of us encounters it innumerable times, both literally and figuratively. He ruminates about the decision taken and says that he took the second road leaving the first one to another time of journey.
He looked down one road as far as he could see to inspect how it was. The poem actually steers clear of advising on selecting a definitive path. There will be discussion forums to interact with other students, and more of such features awaiting. Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. Copyright © 2015 by David Orr. As the tone becomes increasingly dramatic, it also turns playful and whimsical.
All content submitted here are by contributors. The point of view changes from person to person when they start to analyze this poem and the majestic words have stayed a mystery. Frost later expressed chagrin that most audiences took the poem more seriously than he had intended. For these readers, Frost is a mainstay of syllabi and seminars, and a regular subject of scholarly articles though he falls well short of inspiring the interest that Ezra Pound and Wallace Stevens enjoy. The ironic undertone is inexorable.
From , a new book by David Orr. He kept the first road for another day. It is human nature to look back and blame for the minor incidents of life. Difficult roads are meant for tough people with ambition. Commentary This has got to be among the best-known, most-often-misunderstood poems on the planet. Yet, as an old man, the narrator attempts to give a sense of order to his past and perhaps explain why certain things happened to him. Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
He has come up with a statement to speak about the choice he has to make. 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. Admittedly, the popularity of poetry is difficult to judge. It's fall, and the leaves are turning colors. The meter is basically , with each line having four two-syllable feet.
Frost knew that one road leads to another, and another, and another so that he might never have the chance to come to that junction again, and consequently, never be able to walk along the first path that he had just rejected. . So, there is nothing great about doing ordinary things and all the pleasure lies in exploring the unexplored. Meanwhile, we miss something good on the other path. He has a general tendency to work within and without boundaries, carving memorable, identifiable and idiosyncratic poetry.