I so enjoyed writing a poetry post for fall that I decided to put one together for winter as well. Observing the loveliness of each season really brings out the inner poet. :) So today, I'm going to share my favorite winter poem by Robert Frost, along with some photos of my walks in the woods.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost
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.
I had studied this classic in high school literature and remember being so disappointed with the common death interpretations of the poem. Of course I can understand where these are coming from because of the darkness and isolation imagery. However, I also think this poem shows hope. When the horse gives the harness bells a shake, the narrator is likewise shaken from his melancholy dreaming. The narrator is reminded of his promises to keep back in the civilized world and thus continues on his way. This poem demonstrates that there is always something, however small, to bring us back from dark moments. And it contains some of the most beautiful lines I've ever heard, like "The only other sound's the sweep / Of easy wind and downy flake." Sigh. I fear that any further interpretation on my part would only take away from the sheer beauty of this reading, and so I shall conclude. :)
If you have a spare moment, be sure to check out these other works by Frost. (links provided)
'Til next time,