Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, and Happy New Year
Ode to Robert Frost (the photographer) Robert Frost was not a young man (48) when he wrote 'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening'. Nor was he riding or for that matter walking, through the woods when the idea of this famous poem evolved. . He was a thoughtful man, and dare I say, if he had been carrying a camera, when the idea popped up, he might well had become a photographer, as well as a poet. Robert conjured the idea of this poem, some say, as a conflict between nature and social obligations, that is the pull of quiet nature from the obligations of the societal drag on his writing talent, and his legacy. That could well be, but I like to think, that as photographers, we who are reading this, might as well place this poem in the annals of a beautiful scene, to be remembered for that alone. He had been up long the night writing his longest work, 'New Hampshire', when as the sun broke, he suddenly, again as a photographer does, saw the light