Friday, November 30, 2012

Favorite Poem

Just had to dust off the cobwebs to share quite possibly my favorite poem of all-time:

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
 
 
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.

--Robert Frost

2 comments:

Bobby said...

My gosh, that is a touching poem. I like it's use of darkness, something black and white about it. Reminds me of Imogen Heap's song.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXj0dF7LAyE

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