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Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
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Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
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Poem Criticism
Clint Stevens: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
William H. Pritchard: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
John T. Ogilvie: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Reuben A. Brower: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Richard Poirier: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Guy Rotella: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
George Montiero: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Jeffrey Meyers: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Richard Gray: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
William H. Pritchard: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Derek Walcott: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Karen L. Kilcup: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Mark Richardson: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Thomas C. Harrison: On "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Poem Details
Original Publication Year:
1923
Poet:
Robert Frost
Poetic Form:
Quatrain
Other Poems by the Same Poet
Mending Wall
Home Burial
After Apple-Picking
The Wood-Pile
The Road Not Taken
The Oven Bird
An Old Man's Winter Night
The Hill Wife
Fire and Ice
Good-By and Keep Cold
The Need of Being Versed In Country Things
Design
The Witch of Coos
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Gathering Leaves
In a Disused Graveyard
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Desert Places
Two Tramps in Mud Time
Neither Out Far Nor In Deep
Never Again Would Birds' Song Be the Same
The Gift Outright
Provide, Provide
Acquainted with the Night
The Death of the Hired Man
‘Out, Out—’
The Vanishing Red
Poems that Share Poetic Form
712 (Because I could not stop for Death)
258 (There's a certain Slant of light,)
657 (I dwell in Possibility——)
613 (They shut me up in Prose——)
601 (A still——Volcano——Life——)
520 (I started Early——Took my Dog——)
341 (After great pain, a formal feeling comes——)
280 (I felt a Funeral, in my Brain)
303 (The Soul selects her own Society)
754 (My Life had stood——a Loaded Gun——)
For the Union Dead
Aunt Jemima of the Ocean Waves
Aunt Jennifer's Tigers
The Need of Being Versed In Country Things
Gathering Leaves
In a Disused Graveyard
Desert Places
Neither Out Far Nor In Deep
The Armadillo
To a Dark Girl
The Boy Soprano
Medusa
The Crows
Women
A Black Man Talks of Reaping
Miracles
Where It Ends
Refugee Ship
Esta Noche
Esta Noche
Black Tambourine
Chaplinesque
Episode of Hands
Proem: to Brooklyn Bridge
The Truth The Dead Know
For Love
To John Keats, Poet, at Spring Time
The Haunted Oak
#258 (320) ("There's a certain Slant of light,")
#712 (479) ("Because I could not stop for Death-")
#754 (764) ("My Life had stood-a Loaded Gun-")
#303 (409) ("The Soul selects her own Society-")
#280 (340) ("I felt a Funeral, in my Brain")
#341 (372) ("After great pain, a formal feeling comes-")
#520 (656) ("I started Early-Took my Dog-")
#601 (517) ("A still-Volcano-Life-")
#613 (445) ("They shut me up in Prose-")
#657 (466) ("I dwell in Possibility-")
