Consider 'Stopping by woods as a pastoral poem.
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"The first reading of “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” strikes the reader with charming simplicity. The poem captures a static picture, common for pastoral poetry. By an unexpected stop in the snow-covered wood, the poet stops the moment and shows its beauty, making the reader think about the meaning of life."
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“Admiring Light on a Sunny Day” ~Erika Fitzpatrick
What light this is I may it know.
Its beams barred by finite time, though:
He should not mind me pausing now
To admire this light ere it go.
My wearied mind considers how
There is time enough to allow
Dead and dilated eyes to gaze
On light that’s not for me endowed.
It filters through in timid haze
For this room it’s not seen in days.
Dust dances where lighted day glows
In mute music and golden rays.
Sunlight is happy hope arose
But I have ássignments to close,
And pages to rove before I doze.
And pages to rove before I doze.
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““Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” ~Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though:
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep.