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There are other Frost poems inviting similar speculation. Do I sense a PhD dissertation in the making?

 

Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

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"TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

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."

 

Frost was obviously lost and tried to hide the fact with some fancy poet lingo. Discuss.

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In that case, he was trying to choose between the Red Circuit and the Blue Circuit.

 

And I, I crimped the hold less poffed

And that has made all the difference.

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ya know that frost poem "the mending wall"? the imagery of the stacked stone walls that seperated farms in new england figures prominently in it. anyway, when i was a kid i used to hike through the forests in the berkshire hills of massachusetts bird watching and stuff. that is all second growth forest because it used to be all cleared for farming 150 years ago. so you'd be bushwhacking along where nobody ever goes with big trees everywhere and then you'd run into a mostly toppled down wall of stacked stones in the middle of the forest and be like holy crap this used to be a farm here and people long gone stacked up those stones but now it's been reclaimed by nature. kind cool really.

 

another thing when a tree falls in the forest and you're there to hear it it's really really loud. i thought it was dynamite going off at first but it was the sound of a snapping stick times a thousand and then a crashing noise as it brought smller trees down and then a thud.

 

hey i didn't bring ABBA in to this thread.

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another thing when a tree falls in the forest and you're there to hear it it's really really loud. i thought it was dynamite going off at first but it was the sound of a snapping stick times a thousand and then a crashing noise as it brought smller trees down and then a thud.

During the ice storm two years ago, I lived in Snohomish, surrounded by woods, and for hours after I got up that morning there were loud cracks as the trees broke under the weight of the ice and fell, and took other trees down with them. It WAS loud, and pretty amazing, having it go on all around you for 2-3 hours. There were hundreds of trees down, just in my "neck of the woods."

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