I use the tag “The Woods” on posts that are more diversions than work or science things, although there is obviously overlap. The tag comes from a Robert Frost poem, and was something that often popped into my head when I was trying to finish my dissertation. The basic poem is about a guy on a winter’s evening who is traveling through a snowy woodland and stops to admire the beauty. My interpretation is that it is about all of the things you want to immerse yourself into if it weren’t for the enormous amount of work you need to get done. So the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, and represent to me the amazing things I am drawn to. Here you go:
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.