Walking Through Woods


Walking, surrounded by trees weighted with snow, words of a favorite poem began dancing in my head.

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.

As I continued on, I could not help but wonder what woods and whose,

what were the promises

and how many miles must be travelled.

Just wondering, do you know the answers?

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13 thoughts on “Walking Through Woods

  1. OOhhhh cold! BUT, also quiet, peaceful, and a place where the eerie stillness inspires contemplation.
    Does it matter which woods did the inspiring?
    The trees are all kin to one another after all 🙂
    It’s a joint effort, no?

  2. Okay, here is the expression of my great literary acuity: “miles to go before I sleep” means life to live before I die, the forest is his life, and the ‘promises to keep’ are his goals or life’s purpose.
    Now you know why I am a science major and not an English major. 🙂

  3. I’ve always loved Frost, especially this one and “The Road Not Taken”. Haunting words brought to life by your photos of the cold, calm, quiet woods. Thanks for sharing.

  4. Beautiful!
    I love being transported to places such as these, and being reminded of this poem, I must have studied it in my youth because the lines are so familiar. I love how he talks about what his horse must be thinking.

  5. I don’t have any answers for you, but I can tell you that these photos are beautiful! I’m not sure I’d want to be walking through these cold woods. I’d be saying I had promises to keep if it was that cold outside, but I sure did love seeing the beauty in photos. Thank you for linking to Favorite Things. laurie

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