He was sorry that he could not travel both roads. Stanza 4: 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. But many of the critics are of the opinion that Frost wrote the poem to make fun of a friend who would always procrastinate at the crossroads. And why does Frost think that difference worth preserving? In the first stanza, the traveler remembers standing at an intersection of two roads. A second analysis: The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost is quite a popular poem; unfortunately however, its popularity comes mainly from the simple act of misreading.
Several generations of careless readers have turned it into a piece of Hallmark happy-graduation-son, seize-the-future puffery. Such choices seem to favor you at first but at the end yield no great result. If he were, it would make more sense to use the modified version above. It seems to be a characteristic of Robert Frost to express doubt while making revolutionary decisions. 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. 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.
We basically find ourselves observing a very important moment, where he has to make a decision that is evidently difficult for him. No one had stepped through to disturb the leaves on both roads. As he hesitates, images from possible futures flicker past: the young man wading into the ocean, hitchhiking, riding a bus, kissing a beautiful woman, working, laughing, eating, running, weeping. This poem does not advise. I definitely agree though with what you are saying. Frost presents how sometimes we have to make a decision without being able to know or see clearly how life-changing that decision will be. The poem ends quite dramatically when the poet hopes that later in his life he will be able to say with a sigh of relief that choosing the road less traveled by has made all the difference in his life.
Perhaps, he chose the less travelled one. No one has cut a path through the woods. However, he also has a feeling that his choice will confront him with new adventures and challenges. But if you think of the poem not as stating various viewpoints but rather as performing them, setting them beside and against one another, then a very different reading emerges. So the challenge presented in the poem is, which road should the narrator take, and why? I find his concluding statement in that sentence to be the most inspiring.
However, Frost is very optimistic. His honesty is a reality check as well as a means of making a final decision. And while it is true to some extent, the poem has a much deeper meaning. That choice determines our destiny. However, I quickly approved them so that readers could see that there are other opinions and perspectives than mine.
The first path, the most taken. 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. This is a metaphor for his act of deliberation when making the decision. On a word-for-word basis, it may be the most popular piece of literature ever written by an American. What mattered to Frost was that his English trip had worked.
Paths in the woods and forks in roads are ancient and deep-seated metaphors for the lifeline, its crises and decisions. These metaphors used in this poem emphasize the importance of different decisions we make in different situations and their impacts on our lives. He is staring down one road, trying to see where it goes. This makes it universal in nature and is a testament to its popularity. The poet says that the road he chose had a better claim than the one he let go because it was untravelled, thus grassy, and it was as if the road was wanting wear and tear.
If you did, and think that others will too, please take a moment to connect with me on. 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. Similarly, the narrator faces a situation during his travel. Diverging being the key word in this line because it suggests that the traveler must make a choice. However, the poem is much more queer and vague than it appears at first glance.
It is even possible that they are worn the same at the path entrances only and that many turned around when reaching the undergrowth of the first path. Cambridge Studies in American Literature and Culture. 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. In all of American history, the only writers who can match or surpass him are Mark Twain and Edgar Allan Poe, and the only poet in the history of English-language verse who commands more attention is William Shakespeare. The determinism of a choice, way leading on to way, in a string of events that becomes a life is unescapable. 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.