Ben
32 yorum var - 08 Nisan 2008 20:43
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 marked 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.
"When you arrive at a fork in the road, take it."
Yogi Berra
Amerikan Edebiyatı okudugun nereden belli! :) Sınavlarımdan birinde sorulmustu bu, destan yazmıstım ama Istanbul Üniversitesinin Can egrisi sistemine yenilerek BA almıstım. :)
MsBrightside 19 Nisan 2008 01:37
:)) Okuyorum evet ve acaba mezun olduktan sonra ne yapsam diye düşünüyorum milyonlarca şey arasından. Herhalde en hileli şiirdir bu ve gitmiş onu sormuş hocanız size :D Tabi döktürmüş Frost o da ayrı mesele...
roland3tr 20 Nisan 2008 22:23
