When reading Robert Frost's Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening many images come to mind. Woods in the winter on a dark evening and the snow that comes with the season are the more obvious images that come into a readers head. The calm lake and the easy breeze blowing the snow softly on a wintry evening.
A small village is brought to the readers mind as well when reading this poem. This village is cozy, warm, and inviting; a place where everyone knows and cares for each other.
The mental image of a long and windy road also appears in the reader's mind. The description of "miles to go" brings about the idea of a long journey - a long road. There is so much to see along this road as it twists and turns. This road also seemingly has no end or is always just out of the range of eyesight.
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.
The horse and it's harness bells are also images that stick out. The majestic horse shaking his massive head, ringing the bells and neighing. But this horse is the only other living being around and there is nothing else but the man, his horse, and the woods.