ROBERT FROST

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

• 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.

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

• Robert Frost wrote this, because he went out on his own gut instinct. His gut instinct having a major impact on him, his writing becoming his own style and giving his name recognition by a lot of people. Simply because he didn't follow other writers styles.

THE FREEDOM OF THE MOON

• I've tried the new moon tilted in the air Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster As you might try a jewel in your hair. I've tried it fine with little breadth of luster, Alone, or in one ornament combining With one first-water start almost shining. I put it shining anywhere I please. By walking slowly on some evening later, I've pulled it from a crate of crooked trees, And brought it over glossy water, greater, And dropped it in, and seen the image wallow, The color run, all sorts of wonder follow.

FREEDOM OF THE MOON

• Robert Frost, what I think he's explaining in this pome is that the moon can go absolutely anywhere it wants to. Whether it's in the city, to the lake. The moon shines on everything, it has the freedom to go absolutely anywhere, unlike every human in existence.

THE OFTEN REPEATED DREAM

• She had no saying dark enough For the dark pine that kept Forever trying the window latch Of the room where they slept. The tireless but ineffectual hands That with every futile pass Made the great tree seem as a little bird Before the mystery of glass! It never had been inside the room, And only one of the two Was afraid in an oft-repeated dream Of what the tree might do.

THE OFTEN REPEATED DREAM

• Robert Frost can possibly be explaining a fear, using the tree as a monster. The trees shadow would be casted inside the room, and the tree would always be shaking towards the window to enter the room. Many people have fears, the person in this story has a fear of the darkness and shadows, because many things can cast horrible looking things. The tree, casts a shadow that frightens the girl.

Robert Frost is praised as one of the greatest writers, his own writing style and amazing short poems have such large impacts on the public. Robert Frost earned his writing career, and now is known famously by any writer.