Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Winter only has a few more weeks left.  The cold is almost over, and it certainly feels like its over here, with our 80 degree weather.  We had to turn the air conditioners back on today.  I dread the heat.  I always love the fall and the winter because we have a respite from the oppressive heat and humidity of the Deep South.  So before winter ends, I have to add one of my favorite winter poems:
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost (1923)!000000aaa001a0000aawintry_mix10
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
!000000aaa001a0000aaaasnow-a038The 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,
!000000aaa001a0000groupsnow-a040And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.


Jacob Woods said...

Those boys look a little bit chilly. I am so happy that spring break is next week. I can really start pumping out some quality content next week. Plus I will be able to start going outside more often than normal. I can't wait. I love writing and I have yet to spend time writing outside.

Anonymous said...

One of my favorite Frost pieces. "Miles to go before I sleep". I think that says so much.

Peace <3

JoeBlow said...

Jacob, I am very happy that it is almost spring break. We don't have ours next week, but it is coming up soon.

Jay, that line "Miles to go before I sleep" has truly been very meaningful this week. It's like I haven't had enough hours in the day.