Robert Frost was a highly acclaimed poet in his lifetime, drawing upon the inspiration of rural New England for his deep insight into nature and human psychology and relationships. He won four Pulitzer Prizes in his lifetime and was widely quoted even while he was still alive.
One of his most famous poems, which I find inspiring, is The Road Not Taken:
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.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
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