..and miles to go, before i sleep.

a poem for you today. "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 the 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. Still a favorite of mine. This poem is so simple, yet eloquent. I think people are sometimes scared off by poetry because they overthink it, making it more complex than it has to be. What does your heart say? Poems [to me] are simply a writers words set to music. The more you paint a picture for the reader, the better the poem. I am doing a poetry unit in grad school right now and we read this the other night. I was reminded of how much I love this imagery: "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." people have debated the meaning of this poem since 1923, saying its symbolic of death, of the end of our journey here on earth. they wanted to make the poem more complex than it had to be. Do you know why he really wrote it? They asked him what his mindframe was in this particular poem and he said he was riding home on his horse on a snowy evening (presumably in New Hampshire where he lived) and he was overtaken by the beauty of the forest and stopped to gather his thoughts. That was it. Find what inspires you today and write it down. You might just surprise yourself. Have a wonderful day, Rach :)