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The Road Not Taken


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.
I have always loved Robert Frost poetry, so full of nature references and as a middle school student, he was one of the few poets we read that I actually could understand and identify with.  I started reading his work after reading the ubiquitous “The Outsiders” with his poem Nothing Gold Can Stay. Like any good dreamy 12 year old girl, I had it memorized, and still think of his words as seasons change.  But living in a tropical place when seasonal changes are much more subtle, I’ve had my moments of truly missing those definitive changes that come with passing months.  Sometimes I think my brain and energies need a break of the warm, sunny, breezy mild climate and I need  autumn, winter and the downpours of spring to bring balance.  But then I realize we have taken a path less traveled.  Our family serves, we grow, we go where we are needed.  Should we have the privilege of remaining here for many more years I know it is because we have never taken the easier path, but always, by our choice or fate’s, been sent along the rocky ridge with no footpath in sight. 
I must remind myself of these things as I grow weary of the path.

Author: Carmen

Things I love: justice in all forms; flowers; locally grown food; cloth-diapering; breastfeeding; feminist theory; outdoor play; beaches; wine; Divine interventions; 4-H and coffee. Things I loathe: racism; homophobia; toxic crap; misogyny; litterbugs; the zombie apocalypse and pitbull-haters. My formal education is in sociology, gender studies, and public policy. I'm also a Lactation Educator; 4-H Youth Development coordinator a Certified Master Gardener and a graduate of a Permaculture Design Course. I've been blogging for several years on dozens of topics- everything from women's health to breed-specific legislation. But the thing I like to write about most is my gardening, food adventures and my kids. So there you have it. Please be kind. Thanks.

2 thoughts on “The Road Not Taken

  1. I’d always saved poetry for when I got older and presumably more patient, and here I am with both. Nice to think of Mr. Frost being read in the islands…


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