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Underground Maze

October 27, 2009

 

up hill Copyright 2009 Bryan Moore

Up Hill Copyright 2009 Bryan Moore

Down hill Copyright 2009 Bryan Moore

Down Hill Copyright 2009 Bryan Moore

The Road Not Taken

by Robert Frost

 

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.

 

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4 Comments leave one →
  1. October 27, 2009 11:17 am

    wow, cool perspective

  2. Tate permalink
    November 9, 2009 10:04 pm

    I wrote a similar blog on this subject but you nailed it here.

  3. November 25, 2009 10:56 pm

    enjoy the poem juxaposed to your couple of photos.
    the perspective is deep!

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