Copy-Change: “The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost

Copy-Change: “The Road Not Taken  By Robert Frost

Original Poem:

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.

Jonathan Fanshaw’s take:

Two stones banked on a sandy shore
And still I was when I looked at both
And be one man, long I stood
And picked one up as long I could
With its rounded edge and lumpy core.

Then grasped the other, just as nice
And, perhaps better in my mind
For it was a flatter, thinner slice
Though a shape as such has a final price
A form like that can’t be refined

And both that morning equally stand
In dunes the water filtered flat
Oh, I felt the urge to throw them in my hand!
Yet knowing where each would make their brand,
wondered if I should do even that.

Though I speak of this a later day
Sometimes I sit with thoughts alight:
Two stones thrown that day, one skipped away-
The other one seemed fine to stay
And that has made me wonder which is right.

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