Wednesday, November 09, 2005

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.
I SHOULD HAVE TAKEN THE OTHER ONE.

7 comments:

midwest_hick said...

Seems like I'm always on the wrong road.....and if I'm on the right road I'm in the wrong lane...lol

Jonas said...

I tried so fucking hard to take the road everyone takes and mother nature just wouldn't let me. It's a great poem and you are a special person Annush, I can see that now more than ever.

Grant said...

It's too bad that you've gotten too old and set in your ways to change your life. :p Well, whatever road you've taken, it's brought you here for my amusement, so it can't be all bad.

vicpichardo said...

just make sure you carry a machete

Vince said...

Uh oh. That doesn't sound good.

Libélula said...

Ooooh that's my favorite Robert Frost poem ever!!! dude, if you took the wrong road, just sit back and enjoy the scenery...hehehe!!!

mw said...

I hope this is not in reference to HWMNBN