Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost Analysis

I have read many written works that speak to me in some certain way. I have now come across another that has set out details and certain specifics for me to relate to either physically or mentally. This written piece is a work of poetry called “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost. This poem starts relating to me by the words in the title. Then it transitions with more relation with simple imagery comparing to my inner emotion and kinesthetic feelings. Reading on, I felt that all I had to do was close my eyes, and I would be there. When Frost wrote this work of poetry, he claimed that he could write this poem on one page with forty footnotes (Greenberg and Hepburn 12). This speaks to me that he could bring up multiple memories
I take myself and put my mind towards a panorama of an area where there is nothing but openness. I gently lay each element in place to complete my comfortable image. In Frost’s title, the woods would be one of the first elements I would place myself in the middle of. They give off a vibe telling me that I am alone. After I know I am alone, I can place soft falling flakes and chilled wind around me, which is what I think of most when Frost writes, “Of easy wind and downy flake” (548). The last and most important element of my dreamy creation is the simplicity of silence. The silence in winter is what I consider to be the end to tie up everything I see. In relation, I can receive an idea of how Frost felt, but maybe not with what exactly he saw. His poem, though, still speaks to me no matter
“But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep,” is a line that switches my point of view from doing nothing and enjoying the quietness to focusing on what else is important (Frost 548). This is a tone shift for me as I go from my exciting enjoyment to sudden serious mood. My face has a complete turn, and I see myself walk into a blank area, which is then where I open my eyes and see the same society I am stuck in. I think more into what Frost says, and I “feel a sense of duty and responsibility,” as Reginald L. Cook says about the poem (Richards 148). I match myself with poem and accept that I have work to finish for other people and even for me. It starts to get complex from there as I handle these life missions, but I know it is a fact that everyone must grow through their own missions. With these missions, I believe Frost uses the word “miles” as a time aspect to relate how long they must