“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost

And I have promises to keep…

Recently a friend tagged me on Facebook where she had posted a video of Robert Frost reciting his work “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” a poem I haven’t revisited in many years.
It was wonderful to be reminded of its beauty — the simplicity of the language, the pleasing rhyme scheme, the marvelous enjambment in the third stanza, the layers of meaning  — so I sat and stared at it for awhile.
It speaks to me particularly at this time of year. I’ve never been very rah-rah about celebrating the passage of time, and every New Year’s Eve brings with it a heavy sense of melancholy and ennui, a sense that I still have miles to go but less time to go it in.
Cheery, right? Mr. Frost thinks so too.

Robert Frost

But don’t worry! I usually rally on January 2 and jump into the fray again.
In the meantime, though, I won’t think about those miles to go, or those many, many promises to keep. Rather, I’ll just sit here a while on my horse and enjoy the quiet beauty. Won’t you join me?

Happy New Year!

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