Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

This post is part of The Memory Book Project.

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost

A short ramble that mostly stays on-theme

Dark and Deep

3 thoughts on “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

  1. I don’t know that I’ve ever heard this poem in its entirety—but then again it might be the novelty of hearing it read? It can make familiar things seem new. This recording in particular really feels like you’re hitting your stride as a reciter/recorder. (It’s funny remembering you saying that this practice felt alien and slightly uncomfortable at the start. I don’t know how it feels on the inside, but on the outside it seems different these days.)

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    • Per my usual pattern, I’m nearly done with this project of reciting two memorized poems a month for a year, and this is when I hit my stride. Of course it is!

      I definitely feel…easier?…with reciting poetry. Although I might only mean “reciting poetry into a microphone.” Reciting it in front of a live audience is probably another thing that will feel alien at first. Lord, that really is a next step, isn’t it?

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