The Road Not Taken and Other Poems by Robert Frost

It staggered me to think that perhaps I had always missed what made poetry poetry.” It’s still clear that Thomas doesn’t quite understand the poem’s stance or Frost’s “joke” at his expense.ĥ. Frost writes back on June 26, 1915: “Methinks thou strikest too hard in so small a matter. The sequence of their correspondence on the poem is a miniature version of the confusion “The Road Not Taken” would provoke in millions of subsequent readers:ġ. Frost sends the poem to Thomas, with no clarifying text, in March or April of 1915.Ģ. Thomas responds shortly thereafter in a letter now evidently lost but referred to in later correspondence, calling the poem “staggering” but missing Frost’s intention.ģ. Frost responds in a letter (the date is unclear) to ask Thomas for further comment on the poem, hoping to hear that Thomas understood that it was at least in part addressing his own behavior.Ĥ. Thomas responds in a letter dated June 13, 1915, explaining that “the simple words and unemphatic rhythms were not such as I was accustomed to expect great things, things I like, from.

Instead, Thomas sent Frost an admiring note in which it was evident that he had assumed the poem’s speaker was a version of Frost, and that the final line was meant to be read as generations of high school valedictorians have assumed. In the spring of 1915, Frost sent an envelope to Edward Thomas that contained only one item: a draft of “The Road Not Taken,” under the title “Two Roads.” According to Lawrance Thompson, Frost had been inspired to write the poem by Thomas’s habit of regretting whatever path the pair took during their long walks in the countryside-an impulse that Frost equated with the romantic predisposition for “crying over what might have been.” Frost, Thompson writes, believed that his friend “would take the poem as a gentle joke and would protest, ‘Stop teasing me.’” “The Road Not Taken” has confused audiences literally from the beginning.

Would be pretty sure to fall forward over them in the dark.įorward, you understand, and in the dark.įROST TO LEONIDAS W. Set to trip the reader head foremost into the boundless.Įver since infancy I have had the habit of leaving myīlocks carts chairs and such like ordinaries where people My poems-I should suppose everybody’s poems-are all

The Road Not Taken and Other Poems by Robert Frost