This seems like a simple decision to make but Frost writes the poem as a metaphor for making larger decisions. The poem starts with “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood” (I.// 1). The “roads” are metaphoric paths of life. Everyone choses a life path to follow through out their life and each time we make a decision we come across another fork in the road. When you are young you chose who you want to be friends with and that is a fork; you have to decide whether you want to play soccer of baseball and that is another fork. As you become older the forks become more complex like choosing which college to go to after graduation. Each of these decisions has the potential to change a person’s life path. The speaker in the poem spends time weighing each of the options before him. He, “… looked down one as far as [he] could” (I.// 1) looking to see what was to come and making she he chose the right path. This was a hard decision for him to make because, “…both that morning equally lay” (III.// 11). Both paths were very similar as far as he could see. It was past what he could see that the true decision was. In the last stanza it says “I shall be telling this with a sigh/ Somewhere ages and ages hence:” (IV.// 16) which …show more content…
The poem when read literally tells of a palace that was once full of light and life but is now full of darkness and death. When read literary the story becomes much more complex. In the second stanza the speakers begins to talk about “Banners yellow, glorious, golden,/ On its roof did float and flow” (II.// 9-10). These “Banners” (II.// 9) are a metaphor. From the description the speaker is describing golden blonde hair on top of their head. The hair is “float[ing] and flow[ing]” (II.// 10) in the breeze the say way a banner would on top of a tower. The next metaphor is in the following stanza, “Through two luminous windows saw/ Spirits moving musically” (III.// 18-19). This metaphor is referring to not “windows” (III.// 18), but the eyes. A common saying today is that “the eyes are the windows to the soul”. This idea is found within the metaphor as well. Our eyes are like window; we use our eyes to take in and observe the world around us at any given moment. The poem continues and so do the metaphors. In stanza four it speaks of, “And with pearl and ruby glowing/ Was the fair palace door” (IV.// 24-25). Following the same theme this is a metaphor for a mouth. The “pearl[s]” are the teeth and the “rub[ies]” are the lips (IV.// 24). The mouth is the main way that things enter our body. When we eat or drink the substance enters through our mouths. The stanza continues to say, “A troop of