Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost
I first read this poem last year in my College Writing 2 class, in which I realized that poetry is not such a bad thing, and that I highly enjoyed it. I really love the image of a snowy winter night in the woods - it's one of my favorite pictures to imagine. Especially when you picture it during the era of Frost before automobiles and technology. Snowy evenings seem so peaceful - have you ever walked outside during a snowy evening and realized how the atmosphere is so silent? It's like the snow falling mutes any other sound. I love how Frost takes his readers back to nature. His poems are so innocent in this way. I love the concept of this poem, how the speaker takes a pause out of his trip just to enjoy nature and the snowy evening. It would be such a perfect poem for readers today to read, since our society is so hyped up with life, that we don't ever actually take any time to really sit and enjoy it.
Again, this is a simple, easy poem. It's written in monologue which brings the reader a lot closer to the speaker - it's very intimate. He's telling us a story, a tip, some advice. He's speaking directly to us. He gives little anecdotes (like the horse) about this 2 minute experience, which make the poem even more personal. I always say that if you consider only a minute of your day, you can write me most excellent short story/poem/piece of literature about it - so much goes through our minds during the course of one minute. It's a very simple pleasant poem and I just love it.
Again, this is a simple, easy poem. It's written in monologue which brings the reader a lot closer to the speaker - it's very intimate. He's telling us a story, a tip, some advice. He's speaking directly to us. He gives little anecdotes (like the horse) about this 2 minute experience, which make the poem even more personal. I always say that if you consider only a minute of your day, you can write me most excellent short story/poem/piece of literature about it - so much goes through our minds during the course of one minute. It's a very simple pleasant poem and I just love it.


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