Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

by Robert Frost Narrated by Digital Voice Michael C. Vincent E

Overview

This audiobook is narrated by a digital voice.

Journey into the serene winter landscape of Robert Frost's beloved poem in this captivating audiobook rendition of 'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.' Experience the quiet contemplation of a traveler pausing to admire snow-covered woods on the darkest evening of the year. Our narration brings to life the poem's hypnotic rhythm and evocative imagery, allowing listeners to feel the gentle falling snow and hear the harness bells of the horse. Perfect for poetry lovers, students of American literature, or anyone seeking a moment of peaceful reflection amidst life's promises and obligations. Immerse yourself in Frost's timeless meditation on nature, solitude, and the journey of life with this enchanting audio experience.

Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher

Lynch illustrates Robert Frost’s classic poem with moody, snow-filled watercolor and gouache landscapes. . . . Rendered in a palette of blues and greens, Lynch’s illustrations artfully match the quiet, building depth of Frost’s work.
—Publishers Weekly

Lynch has done a marvelous job slowing the pace of the poem down by spreading its text out in small pieces and augmenting the rich language with illustrations, which will make it easier to absorb the sensory details so quietly evoked by the words. . . . a gorgeous rendering that will bring the poem to life for a new generation and even encourage young poets to stop and notice their world with a lyrical, illustrative lens.
—School Library Journal

The illustrations bring the poem to life.
—School Library Connection

The value of a book like this is that it introduces young children to a poem they will almost certainly encounter again, inculcating a fondness that should later feel like warm recognition.
—The Wall Street Journal

This picture-book features stunning images by award-winning illustrator P.J. Lynch that bring the wintery words to life. Just in time for the beloved poem’s centennial, the detailed illustrations will evoke the poem’s timeless snowy setting on the outskirts of a small village, and might even have your kiddo reciting its iconic lines in no time.
—Romper

Kirkus Reviews

★ 2022-08-31
A picture-book adaptation of Frost’s pensive poem.

Its four rhyming quatrains are divided into six couplets interleaved with several wordless double spreads; the last four lines each appear on a separate page. Notably, Lynch visually subverts several of the poem’s customary narrative interpretations, depicting a young, light-skinned rider astride a dappled gray horse. While the poem’s line “He gives his harness bells a shake” implies a horse-drawn wagon, Lynch supplies a bell-trimmed bridle instead. Such innovations shift the poem’s authorial voice away from that of the venerable poet, adding a fresh layer of mystery to the purpose of this traveler’s journey. The narrator’s clothing, suggestive of the late 19th or early 20th century, includes a long dress, a belted jacket, a sturdy, wide-brimmed hat, and thick work gloves; a bedroll is stowed behind the saddle. Where the poem mildly personifies the horse, who “must think it queer / To stop without a farmhouse near,” Lynch depicts the dismounted rider fondly cradling the animal’s head as twin puffs of breath exit his nostrils. Belying this “darkest evening of the year,” Lynch illuminates the blue-grays of snow-laden conifers and frozen lake with a pallid gold winter sunset and a fleeting moon. Variable perspective—from bird’s-eye to close-up—bestows a quasi-cinematic sense as the coming dawn draws the rider’s furtive look. Endpapers bracket the journey, from twilit village to sunup, horse and rider long gone.(This book was reviewed digitally.)

Lovely pictures newly elucidate this renowned, euphonious work. (Picture book/poetry. 5-10)

Product Details

BN ID:	2940194309030
Publisher:	Integrated Media Systems, LLC
Publication date:	03/08/2025
Edition description:	Unabridged

Read an Excerpt

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 sounds 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.

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