Last week in the archives, we received a very special package from one of our donors. Although he had been sending along items from his family’s collection for several months, this time he included a little something extra — a note written to a poet in the family from Robert Frost. Written in 1916, Frost was complimenting the gentleman on his recent publication – a book of poetry about the Stillwater River area and life in southwestern Ohio. Frost noted specifically two poems from the book as ones he particularly liked.
Can you imagine getting complimented on your poetry by Robert Frost? Astounding! So as I sat holding this treasure, documenting its arrival in the archives, my mind wandered back to some of my favorite works by Frost. And with autumn’s arrival, I have to share one of my favorite fall poems by Frost. And if you are interested, the Poetry Foundation has the audio of Frost reading this poem, which gives it an extra special touch as well.
The Road Not Taken
By Robert Frost
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.
What are some of your favorite poems of fall?