The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost (HD)
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- This is a personal favorite-a simple yet iconic reflection on a major, life-changing shift in one's life. This masterpiece of Robert Frost is always a source of inspiration.
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The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
during his "Mountain Interval," 1920
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.
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This was my Dad’s favorite poem, and Robert Frost was his favorite poet. My Dad was an amazing poet too. He passed away in February last year and Covid prevented a memorial service. Today in 3 hours, our family will finally honor him. He truly did choose the road less traveled by and that made all the difference to his family, friends, and the community. We love you and miss you Dad. To the moon and back
I feel sad when I read this paragraph
💖
May god bless his soul
I’m sorry for your loss. I hope you gain comfort from this poem.
Take Care & Keep Safe
So sad to hear this😔.. When I heard this I was just quiet emotional.. 🥺May god bless his soul..😌 Stay safe
🥺🥺
The often overlooked element-that the roads were both about equal, and equally unknown-is what gives this poem it’s depth and beauty. In life we only get to walk one road. Whichever we’ve chosen, the other is always unknown (can’t rewind time, even if you can make a different choice in the future). In that way, the agency we have is not in whether we choose the “fairer” road or the road less traveled-our choice is in the narrative we tell ourselves about our lives. We have a choice of whether to look back with regret or pride-and therefore, to build ourselves up, or talk ourselves down.
I read this school a year ago and it didn't mean much to me. When I stumbled upon it again on my own, I realized how powerful the poem is. It has also come to my understanding that there is a notion that this poem is often misunderstood, but poetry is sometimes ambiguous in its nature. Nonetheless, Robert Frost is one of my favorite poets... and I'm glad schools use this poem, however using this poem in formal learning setting really ruined some of its value for me.
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me too :-( had to learn 4 essays off by heart about it for my exams
in retrospect, the real meaning probably is that the roads were more or less the same. but, still, I stick with the ambiguity lol
Robert Afoa u know u lying boi
That is what makes good art.
I rarely care what an artist meant by a poem or a paining or a piece of music. Great art speaks to different people in different ways, often ways not anticipated by the artist.
What Robert Frost meant, doesn't matter. What matters is what the poem means to each of us.
One of my mum's favourite poems along with Wordsworth's Daffodils. She always told me as a boy that while the short road was easier it was the long road, with all its trials and hardship, that bore a better future for anyone - who walked that path.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
For your mother. Peace
This poem was one set for the English Literature exam in the early sixties. I cannot remember anything of it and probably the school setting wrecked it for me. Now, sixty years later I think it is wonderful.
Just less than 60 yrs ago I read and liked this poem, thinking I understood what Frost was getting at, in spite of the school setting. I still think it wonderful and now I can reflect on the difference a path makes.
sir we still have it in our country. I think this poem is must for age grp of 13-17. Thats the point in life where you decide whats yoyr future gonna be. You going to choose that same professison everyone take or do the thing you love the most.
Abhinav Rawat I don’t think Frost only limited himself by using “ profession” only but all of life’s choices for the rest of his life!
school completely degraded and deconstructed all great literature and poetry - it made the arts uncool! Not the job of silly school teachers adhering to a syllabus to teach this.
That is often the way but still worth teaching poetry at school. It is something we can return to. The same applies to great art and prose.
Finally, actually read by somebody who understands how the poem is supposed to flow
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My granddaughter wants to be a journalist,,, I've encouraged her to read beautiful poetry like this and open her mind , ,,I'm old and stupid, no education, left school at 14 because we needed the income... I feel so sorry for young people...
This was childhood school english class poem still remember 32 now never forgotten
Eventually, this poem will find you and it will make all the difference
And it has. I used to listen to this before ever high school and collegiate athletic event I participated in, and it centralized me
"The Lesser Traveled Road"
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As I came up to the fork in the road
The most traveled path was showed
Seeking adventure on lesser I rode
Every thing I had was a horses load
By a stream a new life was bestowed
I listen to this daily. I dont care how it was written but more how i recieved it.
He's not literally talking about a physical path, he's speaking of himself, the two paths are a metaphor, his personal life path, all of us have the free will to choose our own path towards our personal destiny in life. He speaks of equal similarities between the two paths, he chose the one maybe not considered to be the mainstream, therefore he was growing and searching, discovering and encompassing his true unique personal self, he did not choose the common path, therefore, taking a stand for his own true conviction and not being a follower in this life, he chose his own path, his own way of doing things, in the end, that's what made all the difference, he found his true destiny, by being true to himself. So there was no need to ever return and go back and walk the other path.
i think you are tottally right but you think that when he said and that made all the deffernce means that he became successful or something like that
No
👍
And yet,he may have just been taking the dog for a walk.
Paul DiLoreto This isn’t the right interpretation. It’s probably refers to the inconsequential nature of taking either.
Love Frost for his unique thoughts ...which makes me better each day......Thankyou for sharing..
Anyone else feel it hit hard when it reads ‘I doubted if I should ever come back’ ?
I thought I was the only one.
I always thought the same about this line. It has a deep, and perhaps sad meaning. I believe what he was trying to convey was the thought that we only live one life, we make our choices based on our best guess at the time about the path our life should take. But, there is always that sad and questioning feeling; WHAT IF I had taken a different approach to my life when opportunities presented themselves ? What would my life have become ? Once committed and down the road a piece, you are aware you cannot go back and change anything. That haunting '' WHAT IF '' dilemma is the one thing that none of us will ever have the chance to know the answers to............
Very beautiful poem, I am Russian speaking poet, already began writing in English, and I see how many good poets in American and English literature are there. I would like to combine both worlds and make some new and important.
Robert Frost is my favorite poet in English
The best poets let God dictate the artful lesson and they just learn to listen and write down conversations. Listen to Simon and Garfunkels the sound of silence, that wasn’t written by them, they don’t understand the download God offered them. It was a conversation from God they missed and continue to miss. See also John 1, John 3, Isaiah 53, and Romans 1. God speaks, many hear, few listen.
My teacher began showing us these poems and he showed us this one in class so we can visualize it better. After the poem, I told him, "This one has something to it." He told me, "Yeah, I feel the same. In all my years of teaching high school students poems, I can never get over this one. It's just powerful." And I agree. It's so good. This poem is one of those that can make me cry if I think about it a lot.
Even after 8 years ..
I havent found anyone else recite like you.
Sir.
It is very good, but I prefer the version recorded in Robert Frost's own voice. It has a haunting quality to it, more so than this version. JMAO of course.........
Whoever put this together did a wonderful job. Perfect reading. The background music and visuals are dead on the money.
"THE ROAD TAKEN"
The road I took in that yellow wood
Cleaved the thicket as far as it could,
I should have taken the other track,
The same-worn path a half-mile back.
It pains me now how long I stood
Weighing the options, bad and good;
Musing, as way leads on to way,
On choices glad and lackaday,
On by and by and a distant sigh
For deeming roads less traveled by.
In Memory of Bruce Free, who introduced me to the poetry of Robert Frost.
I gave this poem to my grandchildren as they graduated high school......its meaning is everything to me.
I have always loved this poem. I still do and I experience the same thoughts each time I hear it.
У МЕНЯ ТАКЖЕ ДУША ПЛАЧЕТ...
Aaaaaah ...simply beautiful.
I read it in 9th standard in 2015,
I understood,
This became my favorite poem,
This gave me lesson of life,
Then one day my teacher explained it,
Ruining all what it really mean,
After then thinking myself wrong I got really disappointed not because of me not understanding it but because what it really "mean".
And today I'm here again realizing that I was right and she was wrong,
I'm feeling really pleased.
My favorite one. It has so much meaning to me at this point of my life.
It gives me chills every time.
A friend of mine showed me this poem after my first initiation to finally become who I am. It moves me. It moves more then one can imagine. Barely a day passes on without thinking about it; without reading it; without crying a tear. No, tear of sorrow no, but a tear of joy, of an old heard moved by gentle words discribing a path laying before me.
I wouldn't hurt anybody to go pick up a book of Robert Frost poetry, or any other poets work, and read it through,, thinking about the imagery and what the poet is trying to say through them. Robert Frost himself died today in 1963, so that's why I'm here today, posting this on my FB page!
I miss my father... Haven't heard from him since 1998. I'll read this poem at his funeral because it's the only memory I have of him.
what i get from this poem is the decisions that we sometimes make and as for Frost it was equally that difficult.
there's always one thing on my mind when I read this poem: how can you take the road less taken if they are equel to each other
+afandomutopia that's the point of the poem :) A lot of people miss that and focus solely on the last couple of lines. Earlier the poet mentions a few times that the paths are more or less the same. Therefore, one interpretation of the poem is that when we look back on our decisions, we sometimes place more importance on them than they deserve.
+music by longzijun Damn you, sexy logic.
yeah, and the poem was meant to mock people for fretting too much over decisions ("and that has made all the difference ")
+Strawberry_Crush plzz can u explain me this poem i have an exam!
thx
This poem made me remember Dead Poet’s Society
It's very touching, Robert frost is one of my favorite poets. If the world would listening to this, If people wouldn't be scared of changing.
I don't judge those, but I took the road I less traveled by. (And that's has made all the difference)
..And I took the less travelled by ..and that has made all the difference...
deciding on my job and the future of my life right now...
Every day I listen to it! So beautiful!
THE BEST RECITE OF "ROAD NOT TAKEN" I EVER HEARD!!!!
THANKS A LOT.............
LUV YOU
One of the truly great poems in the English language. 👍
I never thought this poem was so deep
This poem is the story of my life
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This iconic poem by mr. Frost, guided me in my
Decision's pertaining to
Life, when as a teenager
I felt no one answer's i
got from people i could
trust, this poem always
steered me down the best path!
im here because of Stray Kids. this poem has such meaning ahh😭❤️
The meaning is the opposite of what most people think. It's about those roads being the same and stupidity of wasting time undecided.
Sameee
j wait why?
Yeah me too. Our teacher ask us to recite a poem and even though there are many short poem out there, I still choose this poem because of Stray Kids😂
We are learning this poem in the school omg i loved it more🥺🤍
This is one of my Papa’s favorite poems. He gave me a book of poetry by Robert Frost when I was a teenager. Now I’m 38 and he is in hospice. I’m going to read this at his service. So very beautiful and moving and deeply personal to me.
sorry for your loss
Sorry for your loss
I read this in school. My forever favorite poem.
Thank you so much for sharing .. ,my thoughts written in verses...keeps me bring back to the road of hope in my life...Thank you dear Frost..
I love this poem, I listen to it everyday
In India you get to read this poem in 9th standard English book..
Yes
Yes, and the guy in the glass, 🎹, a red red rose.
Till date, piano makes me nostalgic, I'm 23 and it will continue to make me feel the same way.
Some things are so banal/cliche/normal and yet they capture our attention so vividly that it almost amazes us.
Oh yes
Yeah.. that's why it takes me back to 6 years ago..
ICSE board anyone?
I LEFT THE FARM FOR NURSING SCHOOL IN THE BIG CITY...IAM RETIRED NOW...BACK ON THE FARM AND LOVE THE DIRT ROADS...THE BIRDS SINGING...BEAUTIFUL TREES AND RIVER....MY HUSBAND PASSED AWAY...I WISH HE WAS HERE!!!.
That is probably the most beautiful poem I have ever seen because of how soft it is
So beautiful....
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long stood
And look 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.
Thank You ♡
C Yu: Thank you, but it's in the description as well.
Gr Britain Fri 04 Oct 2019 1207
So very true ❤️
Thank you
@@tgooding Bruh this was in the description but ok.
Each time I feel refreshed .in hearing this verses...!.WOW..!! May your beautiful soul be Blessed forever...dear, dear Frost...!
A beautiful rendition of an amazing poem - one of my favourite pieces of Robert Frost's work
Frost wrote the poem as a joke for a friend, the poet Edward Thomas. When out walking together, Thomas was usually indecisive about which road to take, and often lamented in hindsight that they should have gone the other way. This from The Poetry Foundation website:
"The poem masquerades as a meditation about choice, but the critic William Pritchard suggests that the speaker is admitting that “choosing one rather than the other was a matter of impulse, impossible to speak about any more clearly than to say that the road taken had ‘perhaps the better claim.’” In many ways, the poem becomes about how-through retroactive narrative-the poet turns something as irrational as an “impulse” into a triumphant, intentional decision. Decisions are nobler than whims, and this reframing is comforting, too, for the way it suggests that a life unfolds through conscious design. However, as the poem reveals, that design arises out of constructed narratives, not dramatic actions.
"When Frost sent the poem to Thomas, Thomas initially failed to realize that the poem was (mockingly) about him. Instead, he believed it was a serious reflection on the need for decisive action. (He would not be alone in that assessment.)
"Frost was disappointed that the joke fell flat and wrote back, insisting that the sigh at the end of the poem was “a mock sigh, hypo-critical for the fun of the thing.” The joke rankled; Thomas was hurt by this characterization of what he saw as a personal weakness-his indecisiveness, which partly sprang from his paralyzing depression. Thomas presciently warned Frost that most readers would not understand the poem’s playfulness and wrote, “I doubt if you can get anybody to see the fun of the thing without showing them & advising them which kind of laugh they are to turn on.” Edward Thomas was right, and the critic David Orr has hailed “The Road Not Taken” as a poem that “at least in its first few decades … came close to being reader-proof.”
"The last stanza-stripped of the poem’s earlier insistence that the roads are “really about the same”-has been hailed as a clarion call to venture off the beaten path and blaze a new trail. Frost’s lines have often been read as a celebration of individualism, an illustration of Emerson’s claim that “Whoso would be a man, must be a nonconformist.” In the film Dead Poets Society, the iconoclastic teacher Mr. Keating, played by Robin Williams, takes his students into a courtyard, instructs them to stroll around, and then observes how their individual gaits quickly subside into conformity. He passionately tells them, “Robert Frost said, ‘Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-/ I took the one less traveled by / And that has made all the difference.’”
"Far from being an ode to the glories of individualism, however, the last stanza is a riddling, ironic meditation on how we turn bewilderment and impulsiveness into a narrative:
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.
Again, the language is stylized, archaic, and reminiscent of fairytales. Frost claims he will be telling the story “somewhere ages and ages hence,” a reversal of the fairytale beginning, “Long, long ago in a faraway land.” Through its progression, the poem suggests that our power to shape events comes not from choices made in the material world-in an autumn stand of birches-but from the mind’s ability to mold the past into a particular story. The roads were about the same, and the speaker’s decision was based on a vague impulse. The act of assigning meanings-more than the inherent significance of events themselves-defines our experience of the past.
"The fairytale-like language also accentuates the way the poem slowly launches into a conjuring trick. Frost liked to warn listeners (and readers) that “you have to be careful of that one; it’s a tricky poem-very tricky.” Part of its trick is that it enacts what it has previously claimed is impossible: the traveling of two roads at once.
"The poem’s ending refuses to convey a particular emotional meaning; it playfully evades categorizations even as it describes divisions created by choices. Its triumph is that it does travel two emotional trajectories while cohering as a single statement. We cannot tell, ultimately, whether the speaker is pleased with his choice; a sigh can be either contented or regretful. The speaker claims that his decision has made “all the difference,” but the word difference itself conveys no sense of whether this choice made the speaker’s life better or worse-he could, perhaps, be envisioning an alternate version of life, one full of the imagined pleasures the other road would have offered.
"Indeed, when Frost and Thomas went walking together, Thomas would often choose one fork in the road because he was convinced it would lead them to something, perhaps a patch of rare wild flowers or a particular bird’s nest. When the road failed to yield the hoped-for rarities, Thomas would rue his choice, convinced the other road would have doubtless led to something better. In a letter, Frost goaded Thomas, saying, “No matter which road you take, you’ll always sigh, and wish you’d taken another.”
"And, indeed, the title of the poem hovers over it like a ghost: “The Road Not Taken.” According to the title, this poem is about absence. It is about what the poem never mentions: the choice the speaker did not make, which still haunts him. Again, however, Frost refuses to allow the title to have a single meaning: “The Road Not Taken” also evokes “the road less traveled,” the road most people did not take.
"The poem moves from a fantasy of staving off choice to a statement of division. The reader cannot discern whether the “difference” evoked in the last line is glorious or disappointing-or neither. What is clear is that the act of choosing creates division and thwarts dreams of simultaneity. All the “difference” that has arisen-the loss of unity-has come from the simple fact that choice is always and inescapably inevitable. The repetition of I-as well as heightening the rhetorical drama-mirrors this idea of division. The self has been split. At the same time, the repetition of I recalls the idea of traveling two roads as one traveler: one I stands on each side of the line break-on each side of the verse’s turn-just as earlier when the speaker imagined being a single traveler walking down both roads at once.
"The poem also wryly undercuts the idea that division is inevitable: the language of the last stanza evokes two simultaneous emotional stances. The poem suggests that-through language and artifice-we can “trick” our way out of abiding by the law that all decisions create differences. We can be one linguistic traveler traveling two roads at once, experiencing two meanings. In a letter, Frost claimed, “My poems … are all set to trip the reader head foremost into the boundless.” The meaning of this poem has certainly tripped up many readers-from Edward Thomas to the iconic English teacher in Dead Poets Society. But the poem does not trip readers simply to tease them-instead it aims to launch them into the boundless, to launch them past spurious distinctions and into a vision of unbounded simultaneity."
;tldr, the poem's supposed to be a joke apparently.
Thank you, most illuminating.
Jon Goldney ahhh
How did yiy have time too write that
Can I still take it on a serious note :) It's better that way. That's the road I will take in my belief. lol :) #OneLove
I have never heard any poem in this voice! This is very interesting and full of suspence!
Thank you for supporting👍👍
These verses are right from your soul in search of perfection... dear Frost....Thank you for this deep woods of thought for those embroiled in the modern world..
That makes the different. The less travelled by. Wonderful projection.
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.
- Robert Frost
Nice inflection and pauses, helps one understand the poem better.
I listen to this daily
This is the definitive way to enjoy this beautiful poem.
I lost my dad at fifteen - my best friend - he also loved Robert Frost especially “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening.” I miss you Daddy - hope to see you again someday in Heaven.💕
My FAVORITE poem! I've never seen this before!! Thank you so much for sharing this!! ♥️
Я ТОЖЕ В ВОСТОРГЕ ОТ СЕГО СТИХА !
Beautiful poem by Robert frost 😍
The road you take is your road. Be present on that road every day. Accept the road as it goes by. Your road is your life!!!!
Man, I cried in the end. Thank you sir for this composition.
You are most welcome.
This is so beautiful and I'm here from South Korean group Stray Kids ~ this video is calming and just watching the beautiful landscapes is even more calming ~
Yes dear.
Beautiful locations
Nature power alot.
Give lot of happiness.
Love nature.
Thanku expressing your feelings
God bless you
My heartfully wishes to you.
Can u plz explain the meaning of this poem? 😂
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God questions. .?
Nice comment
i’m here from stray kids too. my mum is an english teacher and recognized the name of the song and album and told me about the poem. i really like this poem and i think chan is a genius for referring to this
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Wow
U so lucky.
Enjoy you life
With sweet memories.
My heartfully wishes to you friend
very beautiful!!!
Love listening to more recitations...
One of my favourite poems!! No words for it
I heard it before I knew stray kids but know that I know them is like WHAAAAT
"YELLOW WOOD"
I love this ❤️❤️❤️❤️
I like the way it is read..with more pause....Great Job........Hits you a little harder this way....
Couldn't have said it better myself
Thank you! I appreciate it. I agree. I've heard it read so many times with no sense of contemplation; so, I felt the music was a good way to set the tempo.
Ken McLeod correct
Is human or computer AI that talks ?
@@pascaldegroote3433 I am the human you hear in the video.
This poem is really deep, especially where the poet says: "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - | I took the one less traveled by, | and that has made all the difference. " I think it is an exhortation to be independent, determined and courageous in our choices. The origin of each change is the choice of the unknown (the road less traveled) and not of certainty (the first road).
I understood this at 13 years old and kept this in my heart till this day.
one of my favourites................. poems i had ever came across as a student as a poet also.
This poem made me teary eyed. I don't know why. I can't really express how I feel. But I know I feel greater, I feel good. :)
Thanks for sharing 💜
The Wknd really blew me away with this one! It reminds me of the 80s and he done amazing!
The video provides a great backdrop to this intricate introspection. Frost is said to have based his "yellow wood" on his memories of his time in England- specifically when he and other poets descended on, and settled briefly in, the small Gloucestershire village of Dymock. A century on, Dymock remains surrounded by woods which in spring glow yellow with an abdundance of wild daffodils. I have spent many happy hours walking my dogs there wondering which if any of the diverging paths Frost did. or didn't take!
That's Awesome! :) ♡
Oop
From an American of mostly British ancestry, I can say, ''you are lucky to be able to walk there........''
i like this video
beautiful background music and voice
i agree
Thats what m thinkin
Thank you sir
You're most welcome.
A poem, always near to my heart, even when I am not thinking of it specifically.
With great thanks for your having lived to write it, my dear Mt. Frost.
I'm here because I have to recite this word for word perfectly for an English test tomorrow. Tears. I'm going to fail but at least it's a good poem.
“I ended up checking out both roads.” - Vito Rex
tune is very relaxed , i love the tune 💕
Indeed... WAY onto WAY... the Wondrous, the Adventurous, the Yielding... self onto meaning...
One of my all time favourite poems 💖
Great musical tone and video to go along with this
BEAUTIFUL VIDEO AND BEAUTIFUL TRUE WORDS
Wonderful.
People seldom realize that Frost actually wrote The Road Not Taken in a satirical vein. Yet the poem's beauty is without question.
@Hello there, how are you doing this blessed day?
I believe he regreted not choosing the other road. Even though he chose the one with grass and having the better claim, yet the first road ended up a missed opportunity anyway.
“…though, as for that, the passing there had really worn them about the same. And both that morning, equally lay…”. He doesn’t know which is better, but he chooses to take pride in his choice (instead of regret), even though deep down he knows it was baseless-both equally unknown.
Very nice poem
This was voted most favourite poem by readers of the physics magazine "Paired Particles Monthly."
So beautiful
Thank you so much
Thank you for reading this beautiful poem by Robert Frost aloud. It gives me as a non-native speaker a better understanding of the poem. You have a truely beautiful reading voice and I appreciate that you did not rush through this, as the words deserve their time. Could you please read more poems by Robert Frost aloud?
i just miss my mom................
me too
awww man i almost cry then i listen to this
I miss my mom too
I miss my mom. She's upstairs but im hungry.
@@pedropony8060 sorry for you. RIP . your mom. They all are in heaven
Actually there are many things make me think of Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken”.It is up to us to make our choices and I can’t help but smile at the traveler in Frost’s poem. His hopeful optimism as he chooses the path he felt was less traveled, regardless of the fact that he knew they were both equally fair. He’s a man that doesn’t regret or wonder what if. He doesn't worry about the opportunity costs because he’s too busy living in the moment. He’s content with his choices. Thank you, Frost.
biggest and imp lesson from this is that whichever path we take we should not regret it and live it with optimisim and give our 100%. We cant go back and take other road.
I love this so much! Ever since elementary school. (Tear) Which road will you travel? That will make all the difference.
I have traveled both
A very nice contemplation done with the best poem indeed...
Great job , guys carry on 💖💕💙
This is a ridiculously perceptive piece of poetry. I consider myself to be now treading that grass that ''wants wear''.
Beautiful voice on a beautiful poem!