April 28, 2010

Two Roads Diverged…

Posted in recovery tagged , , , , , , , at 10:33 pm by eddejae

This just about sums it up for me right now. When my own poetic abilities fail me, I know I can always turn to Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson, or Sylvia Plath to compensate for what I lack. 🙂

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
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.



  1. Ugly Shoelace said,

    That’s one of my favourite poems 🙂

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