“The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost
“Road at Chantilly” by Paul Cézanne
| 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 both that morning equally lay
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Frost, R. (1916) The Road Not Taken. In http://poetrypages.lemon8.nl/life/roadnottaken/roadnottaken.htm
This poem entitled “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost seemed to be talking about the two paths leading to Heaven and Hell but the words that Robert Frost used to construct this poem was the thing that really stood out to me.
The line “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood” painted a clear image of the metaphor that Frost was using. I could clearly imagine a scene with two roads splitting in a yellow wood. More so, Robert Frost also described the scene as grassy. Try and combine these adjectives and you will see something sort of a deep forest with a road that splits into to, one having a smooth road while the other being covered by obstacles and hindrances.