The Choices You Make Today, Shape Your World Tomorrow, as Illu The Life atrated in The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Even though Frost began writing in the late nineteenth century, we are still only beginning to communicate a reasonable evaluation of his poetry. Robert Lee Frost was born on 26 March 1874 in San Francisco, the first child of William Prescott Frost, Jr., of New Hampshire and Isabelle Moodie of Scotland. As crucial high school was for Frost, he found himself attracted to classical languages and literature and romantic lyric poetry. Frost took his first steps toward a career in poetry. He worked hard, reminisced over his mother's tales of heroism, and issued his first poem. As time passed, Frost wrote many poems that later appeared in his first three books. In September 1912 Frost arrived in London and in May 1913 Ezra Pound published in Poetry the first significant American review of a Frost book. Pleased with Frost's first book, Pound was enthusiastic about the second. At forty years old, the father of a family, he sent letter after letter to friends in the United States, outlining his technique and advising them to publicize his achievement. Frost confronted typical modernist concerns with poems of alienation and shattered communication. With reviews by Pound and Amy Lowell supporting him, Frost was soon recognized as an acknowledged leader of the new poetry. Frost was named Phi Beta Kappa Poet at Tufts. After four years he had a third collection published, was elected to the National Institute of Arts and Letters, was named Phi Beta Kappa Poet at Harvard, was hired as a professor by Amherst College, and was awarded the first of his forty-four honorary degrees, by Amherst. By the 20th century, Robert Frost became one of the most famous American writers. One of his most popular poems, “The Road Not Taken”, was written in the ye...

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... Paths often unfold themselves as they are traveled and most individuals do not realize their journey's end until they arrive at it.

Even though one road was to some extent less traveled than the other, they were truly “about the same.” The roads are the same. They both have leaves that no traveler has stepped on. Once the traveler made the decision to take one road, he distinguishes that he will probably never face this same decision again and his opportunity is lost. He is dedicated to the path fewer have traveled and looks back on his decision from a time to time in his future, placing more of importance into it than there was at the time. The roads were practically identical. There surely was no difference. The traveler is not being entirely straightforward with himself or he is being exceedingly dramatic about am insignificant decision he made some time ago.