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.
Allen, Austin. "The Road Not Taken." Poetry Foundation. Poetry Foundation. Web. 4 Mar. 2015. <http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173536>.
By: Ilan Davis
Imagery- When the writer talks about the yellow wood i pictured fall in my head. Yellow wood sounds like leaves changing colors in a forest.
Diction- the diction in the poem is formal and simple.
Although there were no allusions in the poem, the poem does have some connection. You can connect this to a reeal life situaation. Often people have trouble deciding which route they should take or knowing wrong from right. In the poem Robert Frost has a scenario similar to an everyday issue.