14 February 2011

A poem that left a great impression on me

A poem that sunk deep into my mind was the first poem that I had encountered: 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.

This poem was the first poem I had analysed. In the first read-through, I could not understand why there were random breaks in the middle of every sentence (now I know, enjambment) and why they did not rhyme as I expected them to be so in the first place. I thought this poem was faulty or something alike and was so tempted to choose another more sensible poem but then slowly I managed to decipher it and also learnt of all the figurative language which was very different compared to a normal prose. Now I can analyse poems with ease because of this initiating poem which led to the startup of my poem analysis. Thus, this poem left a huge impact on my learning journey in poems.

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