Sunday

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

The poem is simple on the outside, talking about the beauties of the forrest on a snowy evening. But there is much more to it. It talks about a tired man, who is feeling the aproaching death (represented by the word “sleep”). He does not fear it, he looks forward to it “The woods are lovely, dark, and deep” but he knows he can’t go yet because he has “promises to keep”. This is even more emphasised with the repetition of the last verse “And miles to go before I sleep”.

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