And That Has Made All the Difference

poem in your pocketTomorrow is “Poem In Your Pocket” day.  This month is National Poetry Month.  I think that goes rather well with last week being National Library Week as well.

The idea here is that you take a favorite poem in your pocket to share with friends, co-workers, classmates or anyone you meet.

While I have virtually no real poetry skills, I do enjoy poetry.  I think good poetry has a way to touch us that other literary forms might not.  Makes sense.  After all, songs are just poetry set to music, at least in my opinion.

So, in the spirit of “Poem in Your Pocket” Day here is one of my very favorite poems, from my very favorite poet, Robert Frost. Robert Frost was poet laureate of the United States in the late 1950’s.  I have loved his poetry since I was a little girl and own several books.  You can follow this link to learn more about Robert Frost.

I realized very early in my life that I was one “who took the road less traveled by” and that really has made all the difference in my life.  I think of this poem every fall when I am out hunting for fall foliage and always looking for those roads that “diverge in a yellow wood.”

road in a yellow wood

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 marked 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.

–Robert Frost


What is your favorite poem?

5 thoughts on “And That Has Made All the Difference

  • April 25, 2012 at 5:14 am

    STELLA’S BIRTH-DAY MARCH 13, 1718-19
    by Johnathan Swift

    Stella this day is thirty-four,
    (We shan’t dispute a year or more:)
    However, Stella, be not troubled,
    Although thy size and years are doubled
    Since first I saw thee at sixteen,
    The brightest virgin on the green;
    So little is thy form declined;
    Made up so largely in thy mind.

    O, would it please the gods to split
    Thy beauty, size, and years, and wit!
    No age could furnish out a pair
    Of nymphs so graceful, wise, and fair;
    With half the lustre of your eyes,
    With half your wit, your years, and size.
    And then, before it grew too late,
    How should I beg of gentle fate,
    (That either nymph might have her swain,)
    To split my worship too in twain.

    • April 25, 2012 at 10:23 am

      Thanks for sharing, Blain. I hadn’t seen this one before–and I like it.

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  • April 14, 2011 at 10:12 pm

    OH, that is one of my very favorites. I have just recently started writing poetry myself and it is actually very healing and heart warming. I think I like it. Of course, it might not be good, but if I learn something from it, than that is enough! Like you, I think I will take this poem in my pocket tomorrow.

  • April 14, 2011 at 11:59 am

    Great post ~ I love poetry and every Saturday is Poetry Saturday for children on my blog ~ Sunday is Poetry for adults ~ I love poetry and I agree ~ music lyrics are words put to music ~ ^_^


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