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JOSIE'S POEMS
STOPPING BY THE WOODS
ON A SNOWY EVENING
By Robert Frost
See my 'shadow' poem: 'A Date with Death'
which 'shadows' the style of metre and rhyming scheme of this particular poem. (Very difficult to do).
ROBERT LEE FROST was born 26 March, 1874, San Francisco, California, United States. He died 29 January, 1963 in Boston, Massachusetts. This American poet was much admired for his depictions of rural life in New England and for his command of American colloquial speech and his realistic verse, which portrayed ordinary people in everyday situations in their lives.
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.