I recently bought an illustrated version of this truly beautiful poem.

It is truly remarkable how this version manages to capture not only the essence of the poem but also the deep melancholy that it conveys.

The illustrations seem to bring to life the emotions and the sense of the decreasing window of time to fulfill one's goals.

As I flip through the pages, I am drawn into a world of longing and reflection.

The combination of the words and the images creates a powerful and immersive experience.

It makes me think about my own life and the goals that I have set for myself.

It serves as a reminder that time is fleeting and that we must make the most of every moment.

This illustrated version of the poem has become a precious possession, one that I will cherish and return to again and again.

I read this poem yesterday in honor of Robert Frost's birthday.

It was truly a wonderful experience. The illustrations that accompanied the poem were simply beautiful. They added an extra layer of depth and meaning to the words on the page.

No matter how many times I read this poem, it always manages to evoke a certain feeling within me. It's as if the words have a life of their own, and they speak directly to my heart.

The rhythm and flow of the poem are so smooth and effortless, making it a joy to read aloud.

Robert Frost was truly a master of his craft, and this poem is just one example of his genius. I feel so lucky to have discovered it and to be able to enjoy it over and over again.

I remember memorizing the whole poem in 9th grade, though understanding nothing much at that time.

However, listening to this poem today has brought back some long lost memories.

It's truly amazing how a simple piece of literature can have such a profound impact on our emotions and memories.

The words of the poem seem to resonate within me, awakening feelings and experiences that I had long forgotten.

It has my heart ❤️, and I find myself getting lost in the beauty and depth of its meaning.

Perhaps this is the power of poetry, to touch our souls and connect us with our past in ways that we never thought possible.

I'm grateful for this moment of rediscovery and the opportunity to once again appreciate the magic of this wonderful poem.

This poem, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost, is not my absolute favorite poem. However, it occupies a special position in my heart as it is the first poem that I remember being able to recite by heart. Interestingly, I don't recall ever deliberately attempting to memorize it. Instead, I memorized it gradually, bit by bit. Or, as Anne Lamott might say, bird-by-bird. But it was never my intention to commit it to memory; it started more like a game.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;

Accompanied by some beautiful illustrations by Susan Jeffers, I desired to have a copy of this poem. I'm glad that I placed it on the coffee table just before everyone arrived for dinner the other night. And I might add that they also brought dinner.

Sometimes words, songs, and images carry such profound significance within them that it seems almost impossible to express the meaning that our hearts have attributed to them. For me, I remember walking along the pews of the church where my grandfather was the caretaker. I would polish the wood while we took turns reciting the lines of poems like this one. He would be on one side of the church, and I on the other. This always makes me think of him, my grandfather, and the sacredness of these words spoken in this place that is holy to me. It also reminds me of the many blessings I have in memories like this one that I cherish so dearly.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

I absolutely LOVED the setting of this poem.

The poet has done an outstanding job of transporting you into the very same snowy woods that he was vividly describing.

It might seem like a bit of a stretch (but isn't that precisely what literature is all about?), yet I found the way the rhyme scheme was structured to be extremely interesting. In the first stanzas, it follows the pattern of AABA, BBCB, and CCDC. It's as if there is this thought that is continuously disrupting the speaker throughout these initial stanzas. However, as soon as he manages to come back to his senses, the rhyme scheme suddenly changes to DDDD in the last stanza. It's as if his mind has been completely cleared from all those destructive thoughts, and he is now in a state of clarity and peace.

This unique use of the rhyme scheme adds an extra layer of depth and meaning to the poem, making it all the more engaging and thought-provoking.

If I could share with you one of my favorite Christmas stories? Happy Everything, y'all, especially a shiny, fantastic new year in which we are bigger than a virus but smaller than Love.

It was the end of the fall semester, and the hands on the clock indicated 9:40. The long evening lit class seemed never-ending.

(For those of you who aren't familiar with the term clock, it was a circular device, affixed to the wall, to indicate time).

It was a Wednesday evening, and I had two essays due the next day, yet I hadn't started either. Moreover, I had a huge crush on a guy named Kurt, who was supposed to meet me after class to make-out. But little did I know he would turn out to be a total loser.

As I sat there, my right leg shook nervously, and my eyes were constantly drawn to the clock. The professor, still at the front of the class, held papers and an open book before him.

(For those of you who aren't familiar with the term papers, they were an ancient form of keeping track of notes, information and whatnot, before laptops).

Just as I was about to succumb to boredom and anticipation, the professor broke the silence. He almost whispered: Whose woods these are I think I know. He paused, and the class, which had been fidgeting in irritation, stopped. I diverted my eyes from the clock.

He continued with the beautiful poem: His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer...

He stopped, rubbed his chin, and repeated: My little horse. Then he went on: To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He emphasized the line: The darkest evening of the year.

He continued with: He gives his harness bells a shake. Stopping again, he quietly pulled at his fake beard. His harness bells, eh?

Finally, he finished with: The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

He turned away, set his book down on the desk, and quietly said, “Good night.” We all shuffled out of the room in a hushed reverence. No other poetry recitation has ever had such an impact on me. This illustrated version of Frost's famous poem truly captures the magic of that evening.

Mom rates 3 stars, kids 1 star.

Oh, how I wished I would have read poetry more to my kids when they were babies.

Looking back now, I realize that I might have missed a great opportunity to cultivate their love for poetry.

It seems that they just don't really have an affection for it unless it is funny poetry like the kind that Jack Prelutsky writes.

Maybe if I had exposed them to different types of poetry from an earlier age, they would have developed a deeper appreciation for this beautiful art form.

I wonder if there is still time to change their perception and get them more interested in poetry.

I could start by reading them some of the classic poems and explaining the meanings and emotions behind them.

Or perhaps I could introduce them to some modern poets who write in a more accessible and engaging style.

Whatever I do, I hope that I can help my kids discover the joy and beauty of poetry.

My exposure to poetry has always been rather limited.

Consequently, I had come across this poem only as part of my postgraduate studies.

However, since then, it has burned like a white fire in my mind.

There are numerous interpretations available for this poem.

One may read it and rediscover it with the ages.

But despite the n-th read, it remains fresh.

That’s the power of this poem.

That's the true strength, as it continually keeps the readers aware of the meaning of life.

"And miles to go before I sleep."

Read it. Please.

It is truly a remarkable piece of work that has the ability to touch the hearts and minds of those who take the time to engage with it.

The simple yet profound words seem to speak directly to the soul, leaving a lasting impression.

Whether you are a seasoned poetry lover or new to the genre, this poem is sure to have something to offer.

So, pick it up, read it, and let it work its magic on you.

You won't be disappointed.

I am truly in awe of the remarkable way in which this book so exquisitely captures the grandeur and mystery of Robert Frost's poem.

The narrator finds himself stopping in the woods, lost in the act of reminiscing about his life. It is here that he is visited by the ghostly memories of his beloved family and friends who have long since departed. These memories come back to him with such vividness that it is as if they are standing right before him. He holds dear those precious memories of the people he has lost.

He experiences one of those profound moments of inspiration when he realizes that his journey has led him to a place of unrivaled beauty and a sense of heart's ease. All of these captivating elements are skillfully explored within the pages of this lovely picture book.

The artwork within this book is both warm and inviting, despite the inherent chill of the snowy scenes. It seems to gently draw the reader into the story of a man who is looking back on his life with a mix of nostalgia and wisdom. The illustrations are beautifully colored in soft blues and greys, creating a stunning visual as the snow gently falls among the trees. The man himself stands out prominently in a bright red coat against the backdrop of the winter woodland, adding a pop of color and a sense of individuality.

I am completely and utterly enchanted with this lovely book! I was so moved that I almost shed tears while reading it, as it has the power to touch your heart in a truly special way.

Even though it is a picture book, it would make a delightful and thoughtful gift for an adult who has a deep love for Robert Frost's poetry. Additionally, it serves as a wonderful tool to introduce Frost's poetry to children, sparking their curiosity and imagination.

Disclaimer: I received a copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for a free and honest review. All the opinions stated here are my own true thoughts, and are not influenced by anyone.

When I was little, my grandmother issued a challenge to me. She asked me to memorize a particular poem and promised to give me a dollar if I could do it. However, I never managed to earn that dollar. Nevertheless, I have come to love this poem deeply. Every time I hear it, I think of my dear grandmother.

This book, in my opinion, does an outstanding job with the illustrations. They play a crucial role in making the words more understandable to young kids. These kids might not be accustomed to the poetic way of communicating. The illustrations bring the words to life and help the children visualize the scenes and emotions described in the poem. It makes the learning process more engaging and enjoyable for them.

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A good ending should be carefully crafted. It should not come out of nowhere but rather be a natural progression of the ideas presented in the article. It could be a powerful conclusion that sums up the main points, a thought-provoking question that encourages further discussion, or a touching anecdote that brings the whole piece together.

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For those who follow my reviews on GoodReads, this will seem a rarity to read and rate a children's book.

However, this little green hardcover book captivated my attention with the first flick of the pages.

I've always had a great love for artistic illustrations in children's books. And I must say, this one does not disappoint.

Susan Jeffers uses pencil and pen and ink to create all the lovely illustrations in this tale.

With a pop of colored pencil in each drawing, it truly is a work of art.

Paired with one of Robert Frost's most famous poems, this book was a delight to savor.

The combination of the beautiful illustrations and the renowned poem makes it a unique and charming read.

I'm very glad to have stumbled upon this little treasure.

It has brought a new kind of joy and inspiration to my reading experience.

I would highly recommend this book to both children and adults who appreciate art and literature.

It's a wonderful addition to any bookshelf and a great way to introduce the works of Robert Frost to a younger audience.

The detailed illustrations help to bring the poem to life and make it more accessible and engaging.

Overall, this is a truly remarkable children's book that I will cherish for a long time.