While April 1 is usually associated with good-spirited trickery and the early signs of spring, it also marks the beginning of National Poetry Month. Introduced by the Academy of American Poets in 1996 to increase the appreciation of poetry in the United States, President Bill Clinton declared in a Presidential Proclamation that "we need more artists to imagine the best future for us and remind us what is good and constant in our past."
The Road Not Taken
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.
Throughout April, we'll be featuring poems from The Atlantic's archives in celebration of National Poetry Month. Feel free to tweet us some of your favorite poems @TheAtlantic with the hashtag #NationalPoetryMonth.
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