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>>>Depict the Piece<<< WEDNESDAY (6th Edition)

Good day, Citizens of Boom Poetry. Today is Wednesday, and it is time to Depict the Piece.


Here's how it works;

  • A piece of poetry is shared here.
  • We read through and leave comments on what we can interpret from the poem.
  • By 6:30pm, we gather here to discuss intoto and conclude on the ingredients that makes the meal of a poem so tasty.

Here's our piece for today;


THE ROAD NOT TAKEN (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.


Gather round Poets... Let us depict the piece! 🖋🖋🖋

El Magnifico el est Magico!

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