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96 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1986
I used to like "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening."
I liked the coming darkness,
The jingle of harness bells, breaking--and adding to--the stillness,
The gentle drift of snow....
But today, the teacher told us what everything stood for.
The woods, the horse, the miles to go, the sleep--
They all have "hidden meanings."
It's grown so complicated now that,
Next time I drive by,
I don't think I'll bother to stop."
It was all wrong--the pictures, the words, what happened, the way it felt.
"You shouldn't read her that," I said.
"Why not?" asked Emily.
Suddenly, I knew exactly how to explain.
"People who read condensed versions instead of the real book," I said loftily,
"Are like people who read a road map
--and think they've been on a journey."
A trip through Jean Little's poetry is a journey worth taking.