Happy birthday, Robert Frost!

Beaufort Books admires all writers, and we find it necessary to pay homage to those who’ve paved the way for us, and essentially, taken the road less traveled by. 

No matter what your walk of life has been, you have 100 words or less to tell us how about your journey. What was your choice, and what did the road less traveled by entail, or does it still?

The winner will have his/her entry posted on our website, and you’ll win a copy of our “The Outdoor Museum” book of images and poems by Fiddler on the Roof’s Tony Award-winning lyricist Sheldon Harnick and his wife Margery, which portrays the New York City that is less traveled by.

To enter: email your submission to publicity@beaufortbooks.com by Friday, March 30, at 3pm. The winner will then be notified via email the first week of April.

Good luck, and we look forward to reading your entry!

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The Road Not Taken
By Robert Frost
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 kept 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.