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The Road Not Taken is one of
famous American poet Robert Frost’s most critically acclaimed and well-known
poems. It was published in 1916 as the
first poem in a journal called Mountain Interval; it’s quite a pretty little
poem, simply worded and well-expressed. On the surface, the speaker is talking
about how he had to make a choice when he came to a fork-road diverging in a
“yellow wood”; he is actually referring to the difficult decisions everyone has
to make when they reach a certain age. You gotta mull things over really
carefully and, above all, make sure you don’t choose a path which you will
regret later. Just like the speaker, who is a traveller, all of us come to such
diverging paths at least once in our lives. It’s difficult to pick one, because
oftentimes, both of ‘em look inviting, but, unfortunately, we can’t choose both
[yes, it’s a cruel world.] When we eventually step on our chosen path, we must
be prepared for the direction in which it will take us; we will never be able
to turn back. That’s what Frost is
trying to convey through this lovely poem. The last lines are particularly
significant [and really famous, too! I often recite this poem to myself when
I’m in a pinch]: “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less
travelled by, and that has made all the difference.” Well, that’s spot-on,
Frost!
While traversing a yellow wood, the speaker
comes upon a fork in the road. For a while, he wonders which path he should
choose, as both of them look equally appealing and enticing; he carefully
scrutinizes the first path, then instinctively turns toward the second path
[because “it was grassy and wanted wear”, meaning that it had not seen many
travellers; the fact that he chose the less-travelled path demonstrates his
courage and curiosity [right? Don’t you agree?] At first, he states that he
kept the first path for another day, as he’s hungry for any adventure that life
can give him; however, he contradicts himself immediately, stating that as “way
leads on to way”[meaning that one life-changing decision leads on to another,
making it difficult, if not impossible, to turn back when you balk], he might
never be able to go back to the first path.
The fact that he chose the second path probably means that the poor speaker
had to face a lot of hurdles and extremely difficult decisions while walking
down the road he chose himself. […well, he’s not “poor”. It was his decision.
No one forced him to choose the second path. It’s better to take responsibility
for one’s own actions.] In the first
three stanzas, the speaker demonstrates absolutely no regret or remorse,
choosing the second path with great alacrity; however, in the fourth and last
stanza, as an old, weathered man, the speaker laments his foolhardy decision,
looking back on this particular event in his life with a new perspective,
asking himself what made him choose the second path; he attempts to justify his
decision by claiming that he chose the more “difficult” path, but that’s just
an excuse; he is now wishing he really could turn back the clock and choose the
first path. Maybe his life would have been very different then; maybe he
wouldn’t have regretted his decision [there are endless possibilities. I think
the speaker is urging us to think at least a hundred times before we finally,
tentatively select a life-path for ourselves. He was kinda hasty, and now he’s
holding his head in his hands and is obviously dissatisfied.] He resents the
fact that he had to make such a tough choice in the first place, and states
that he now realizes that a single decision can shape a person’s future. There’s another thing—please note the title.
It’s “The Road Not Taken”; from
careful analysis of the title itself, several renowned literary critics have
declared that the speaker is bitterly regretting his decision [as I stated
earlier. At this juncture, he’s not really focusing on the path he did choose; instead, he chooses to
focus on the path he didn’t choose. [What
a disagreeable person, don’t you think?]
Conclusively, what I want to say
is that don’t make the same mistakes, folks. It’s almost a matter of
life-or-death when you have to make several important decisions; a single
decision can make or break your future.
Think of your life as a piece of wet clay, and of yourself as the
moulder; it’s up to the moulder’s hands and creativity. You can either shape
your life, or completely destroy it. This probably seems a bit harsh, but it’s
just the way things are. Decisions really have the power to do anything. Human nature is
contradictory; we’re not easily satisfied, we always desire something we don’t
have [yeah, the grass is greener on the other side] and, most importantly,
we’re often pretty indecisive. We take seemingly insignificant, day-to-day
decisions without any hesitation, but dither in a pitiful manner when it comes
to taking drastic decisions. …Yeah, I’ve lectured you rather a lot. I needed to
let all of it out, though! I’m relieved now. Also, just so you know, I came to
two diverging roads this morning [I couldn’t decide whether I should write on
“After Apple-Picking” [another marvellous poem by the one and only Frost] or
“The Road Not Taken”. Eventually, I came to a very firm, concrete decision: I’d
write on “The Road Not Taken”. You’re looking right at the result! So I’d just
like to say this: “Two poems diverged in my mind, and I—I chose The Road Not
Taken, and that has made all the difference.”
So… that’s all for today. I’ll write on “After Apple-Picking” next week.
Stay tuned!
See you next time!
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