And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I
couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;
could
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.
by Robert Frost
May, 1997
"The Path That Leads to Nowhere" by Corinne Roosevelt Robinson
April, 1997
"The Firefly" by Jane Stuart
March, 1997
"Plant a Tree" by Lucy Larcom
February, 1997
"The Daffodils" by William Wordsworth
January, 1997
"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost
December, 1996
"Wintering Rosarians" by Gail Lemnah Barnett
November, 1996
"'Tis the Last Rose of Summer" by Thomas Moore
October, 1996
"Autumn Chant" by Edna St. Vincent Millay
September, 1996
"The Fish" by Elizabeth Bishop
August, 1996
"Departmental" by Robert Frost
July, 1996
"City Flies" by Alan Van Dine
June, 1996
"My Neighbor's Roses" by A.L. Gruber