“As you read your Emily DIckinson, and I my Robert Frost, and we note our place with book markers, that measure what we’ve lost. … and the dangling conversation, and the superficial sighs, and the borders of our lives.” ~Paul Simon and Arthur Garfunkel
“Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though.” Etc., etc. I had to memorize that one in high school, and most of it is still wandering around in my brain with the poor confused horse.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I turned round and went home because I knew that whichever one I took I would get lost and be sucked dry by mosquitoes.
Let’s see how far I get “In Xanadu did Kubla Khan, a stately pleasure dome decree. Where Alph the sacred river ran, through caverns measureless to man, down to a sunless sea.” Yep, that’s all I’ve got. Glad somebody invented writing. I can do more of Jerusalem, but only because Emerson, Lake, and Palmer made it into a song.
Once upon a time two Picts were running down a lane when they tripped and fell and one of them got really serious abrasions but the other one didn’t. His was the woad less graveled.
I too took the less traveled by, which was filled with back stabbers, slingers, arrowers, and painful outrageous fortune, all known as Wednesday for mid-level AT&T mid-managers.
It’s basically the opposite of that title. Since a less used road would be harder and more overgrown. Anyway I always liked his poem ‘Fog’. “The fog comes, on little cat feet,”
BE THIS GUY over 3 years ago
Frost wrote Ode to a Lazy Guy right after he wrote Neglecting Wall.
Gent over 3 years ago
Two roads diverged in the woods. And I took the least used one for it was less stinky.
alaskajohn1 over 3 years ago
There once was a lady from Nantucket . . .
Templo S.U.D. over 3 years ago
“As you read your Emily DIckinson, and I my Robert Frost, and we note our place with book markers, that measure what we’ve lost. … and the dangling conversation, and the superficial sighs, and the borders of our lives.” ~Paul Simon and Arthur Garfunkel
marilynnbyerly over 3 years ago
“Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though.” Etc., etc. I had to memorize that one in high school, and most of it is still wandering around in my brain with the poor confused horse.
some idiot from R'lyeh Premium Member over 3 years ago
I think I know enough of hate.
BasilBruce over 3 years ago
I never saw a purple cow,
I hope I never see one,
’Cause that would mean I was on drugs.
Robin Harwood over 3 years ago
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I turned round and went home because I knew that whichever one I took I would get lost and be sucked dry by mosquitoes.
gopher gofer over 3 years ago
two roads diverged in a wood – i avoided the one where grandma got run over by a reindeer…
blunebottle over 3 years ago
Well, at least Pig is honest about it.
tudza Premium Member over 3 years ago
Let’s see how far I get “In Xanadu did Kubla Khan, a stately pleasure dome decree. Where Alph the sacred river ran, through caverns measureless to man, down to a sunless sea.” Yep, that’s all I’ve got. Glad somebody invented writing. I can do more of Jerusalem, but only because Emerson, Lake, and Palmer made it into a song.
AndreasMartin over 3 years ago
In retrospect, the other road would have been better, no matter which one you chose. Because the signage was terrible. It’s a human thing.
iggyman over 3 years ago
If Robert Frost was alive and read this he would probably shake his head and have a “Cold One”!
nosirrom over 3 years ago
I like the short version by Yogi Berra
When you come to a fork in the road, take it.
ERBEN2 over 3 years ago
I thought it was ( pick it up ) .
briangj2 over 3 years ago
“Two Paths Diverged” 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.
Ellis97 over 3 years ago
I know Robert Louis Stevenson’s poems by heart.
Ignatz Premium Member over 3 years ago
We had to memorize The Road Not Taken and recite it in unison for 6th Grade Graduation. I can still recite it.
1953Baby over 3 years ago
Sounds more like Ogden Nash to me. . .
Zebrastripes over 3 years ago
I like Robert Louis Stevenson myself.
Nyckname over 3 years ago
Once upon a time two Picts were running down a lane when they tripped and fell and one of them got really serious abrasions but the other one didn’t. His was the woad less graveled.
akachman Premium Member over 3 years ago
We love Pig.
prrdh over 3 years ago
As Joe Martin might say, “Unclear on the concept”.
Agapostemon over 3 years ago
This seems timely: Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. (Runs off to look up the rest.)
mwksix over 3 years ago
and I – I took the one less Frosty. And that has made all the difference.
zeexenon over 3 years ago
I too took the less traveled by, which was filled with back stabbers, slingers, arrowers, and painful outrageous fortune, all known as Wednesday for mid-level AT&T mid-managers.
Troglodyte over 3 years ago
Divergent views are always confusing, if you ask me…
knight1192a over 3 years ago
Had to memorize that one in sixth grade. That and Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening. Barely remember either.
eolan59 over 3 years ago
I didn’t memorize it perfectly either when I was in 10th grade
COL Crash over 3 years ago
That’s the road MOST traveled not the Least.
RubySlippers1 over 3 years ago
love it thank yu for making me laugh
stamps over 3 years ago
When you come to a fork in the road, take it — Yogi Berra
JPuzzleWhiz over 3 years ago
Pig must have read “The Load Not Traveled”!
Publius10608218 over 3 years ago
It’s basically the opposite of that title. Since a less used road would be harder and more overgrown. Anyway I always liked his poem ‘Fog’. “The fog comes, on little cat feet,”
Retired engineer over 3 years ago
I memorized an Ogen Nash poem; “Fleas”. “Adam had ’em”.
HaVoc over 3 years ago
Same poem as 2017 Pearls Before Swine Comic Strip for February 17, 2017
LrdSlvrhnd over 3 years ago
Two roads diverged in the wood, and I—I took the wrong one because it was a &#@ing 50/50.
Sisyphos over 3 years ago
Pig has a "Lazy Guy-Friendly " memory. Good for Pig, I say!
WendesdayGirl over 1 year ago
LOL