"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
On a dark winter evening, the
narrator stops his sleigh to watch the snow falling in the woods. At first he
worries that the owner of the property will be upset by his presence, but then
he remembers that the owner lives in town, and he is free to enjoy the beauty
of the falling snow. The sleigh horse is confused by his master’s behavior —
stopping far away from any farmhouse — and shakes his harness bells in
impatience. After a few more moments, the narrator reluctantly continues on his
way.
Analysis
In terms of text, this poem is
remarkably simple: in sixteen lines, there is not a single three-syllable word
and only sixteen two-syllable words. In terms of rhythmic scheme and form,
however, the poem is surprisingly complex. The poem is made up of four stanzas,
each with four stressed syllables in iambic meter. Within an individual stanza,
the first, second, and fourth lines rhyme (for example, “know,” “though,” and
“snow” of the first stanza), while the third line rhymes with the first,
second, and fourth lines of the following stanza (for example, “here” of the
first stanza rhymes with “queer,” “near,” and “year” of the second stanza).
One of Frost’s most famous
works, this poem is often touted as an example of his life work. As such, the
poem is often analyzed to the minutest detail, far beyond what Frost himself
intended for the short and simple piece. In reference to analyses of the work,
Frost once said that he was annoyed by those “pressing it for more than it
should be pressed for. It means enough without its being pressed…I don’t say that
somebody shouldn’t press it, but I don’t want to be there.”
The poem was inspired by a
particularly difficult winter in New Hampshire when Frost was returning home
after an unsuccessful trip at the market. Realizing that he did not have enough
to buy Christmas presents for his children, Frost was overwhelmed with
depression and stopped his horse at a bend in the road in order to cry. After a
few minutes, the horse shook the bells on its harness, and Frost was cheered
enough to continue home.
The narrator in the poem does
not seem to suffer from the same financial and emotional burdens as Frost did,
but there is still an overwhelming sense of the narrator’s unavoidable
responsibilities. He would prefer to watch the snow falling in the woods, even
with his horse’s impatience, but he has “promises to keep,” obligations that he
cannot ignore even if he wants to. It is unclear what these specific
obligations are, but Frost does suggest that the narrator is particularly
attracted to the woods because there is “not a farmhouse near.” He is able to
enjoy complete isolation.
Frost’s decision to repeat the
final line could be read in several ways. On one hand, it reiterates the idea
that the narrator has responsibilities that he is reluctant to fulfill. The
repetition serves as a reminder, even a mantra, to the narrator, as if he would
ultimately decide to stay in the woods unless he forces himself to remember his
responsibilities. On the other hand, the repeated line could be a signal that
the narrator is slowly falling asleep. Within this interpretation, the poem
could end with the narrator’s death, perhaps as a result of hypothermia from
staying in the frozen woods for too long.
The narrator’s “promises to
keep” can also be seen as a reference to traditional American duties for a
farmer in New England. In a time and a place where hard work is valued above
all things, the act of watching snow fall in the woods may be viewed as a
particularly trivial indulgence. Even the narrator is aware that his behavior
is not appropriate: he projects his insecurities onto his horse by admitting
that even a work animal would “think it queer.”
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
In A Nutshell
Maybe you've seen this little
poem elegantly scrawled on a gift card. Perhaps your favorite teacher recited
it to you and your classmates with a chilling, gravelly voice. Or perchance you
simply came across it once upon a time and can't seem to get it out of your
head. No matter what, we're willing to bet big money that you and this poem are
already friends.
Robert Frost wrote "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" in 1922, two years before winning the first of his four Pulitzer Prizes. The poem tells the story of a man traveling through some snowy woods on the darkest evening of the year, and he's pretty much in love with what he sees around him. He's on his way back to town, but he can't quite tear himself away from the lovely and dark woods.
Robert Frost wrote "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" in 1922, two years before winning the first of his four Pulitzer Prizes. The poem tells the story of a man traveling through some snowy woods on the darkest evening of the year, and he's pretty much in love with what he sees around him. He's on his way back to town, but he can't quite tear himself away from the lovely and dark woods.
People love to talk about what
this poem means. Some argue that it is simply a description of a man
appreciating nature. Others would tell you that there is some heavy metaphor
action going down, and that the poem is about death. And there are those who
take it a step further and say that this poem addresses suicide. Nature-lovers
see it as a piece that trumpets nature and that scorns civilization (take that,
civilization!). You probably have your own idea of what this poem means. We at
Shmoop have an inkling that the heart of this poem's awesomeness lies in how it
sounds rather than in what it means, and so we're going to take
some time to look at and listen to the sounds in this poem (see "Sound Check").
Robert Frost is a beloved American poet, and many
people associate him with nature and with the New England landscape, because,
well, he liked to write about nature and the New England landscape. He was born
in San
Francisco (land of the sourdough), but spent most of his years in
snowy places like Massachusetts and New Hampshire (land of the maple syrup).
Frost is known for creating simple poems that can be interpreted on many different levels. He also loved to inject everyday, colloquial speech into his poems. He was big on sounds, often talking about how the sounds of words carry more meaning than the words themselves. Check it:
"What we do get in life and miss so often in literature is the sentence
sounds that underlie the words. Words themselves do not convey meaning,
and to [. . . prove] this, . . . let us take the example of two people who
are talking on the other side of a closed door, whose voices can be heard
but whose words cannot be distinguished. Even though the words do not
carry, the sound of them does, and the listener can catch the meaning of
the conversation. . . . [T]o me a sentence is not interesting merely in
conveying a meaning of words. It must do something more; it must convey a
meaning by sound." (Source)
So, if we follow Mr. Frost's advice, we shouldn't be so concerned with what this poem means as concerned with how it means. Let's warm up our vocal chords and perk up our ears, because something tells us we're going to be reciting and listening to "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" until the wee hours of the night.
Frost is known for creating simple poems that can be interpreted on many different levels. He also loved to inject everyday, colloquial speech into his poems. He was big on sounds, often talking about how the sounds of words carry more meaning than the words themselves. Check it:
"What we do get in life and miss so often in literature is the sentence
sounds that underlie the words. Words themselves do not convey meaning,
and to [. . . prove] this, . . . let us take the example of two people who
are talking on the other side of a closed door, whose voices can be heard
but whose words cannot be distinguished. Even though the words do not
carry, the sound of them does, and the listener can catch the meaning of
the conversation. . . . [T]o me a sentence is not interesting merely in
conveying a meaning of words. It must do something more; it must convey a
meaning by sound." (Source)
So, if we follow Mr. Frost's advice, we shouldn't be so concerned with what this poem means as concerned with how it means. Let's warm up our vocal chords and perk up our ears, because something tells us we're going to be reciting and listening to "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" until the wee hours of the night.
Why Should I Care?
Have you
ever wanted to escape from the world for a little while? Perhaps to go watch
some woods fill up with snow? Leave Facebook to accumulate friend
requests and wall posts for you, let the e-mails pile up, record a mischievous
away message on your cell phone, stuff the homework, the papers, and the tests
under the bed? Well, then this is a poem for you.
Sometimes we crave a little vacation from responsibility. Sometimes we get hungry for alone time like the speaker does in "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." In a world in which we are constantly stimulated by the Internet, TV, phones, and ads, and in a world in which we are busy little bees, do we get to spend much time alone anymore? Do we have time to stop and smell the roses?
Sometimes we crave a little vacation from responsibility. Sometimes we get hungry for alone time like the speaker does in "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." In a world in which we are constantly stimulated by the Internet, TV, phones, and ads, and in a world in which we are busy little bees, do we get to spend much time alone anymore? Do we have time to stop and smell the roses?
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