Tom Clark's Two Roads Diverged

tom clark's personal website

The Greek Sailor

Childhood memories

of a trip to Greece.

When in Rome

A visit to the hot springs north of Rome with Giacomo.

Growing Up Gay

A New Year's Eve reflection.

San Francisco Nights

Blind dates and silver linings.

Standing Naked On A Mountain

Getting naked in a cabin in Arizona

and getting to my heart in the process.

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 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.

Robert Frost

I chose the name Two Roads Diverged for my personal website because the poem from which it's drawn, The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost, has always been one of my favorites and in many ways describes the way I feel about my life and the choices I've made along the way. The poem in its entirety follows below.

As you'll see from your visit here, any secrets I might have still been holding onto have pretty much been eviscerated by what I'm sharing in these pages. The road not taken by others, which is apparently the road I've been on, is a road that's sometimes winding and wild. So if you'd rather continue knowing me as you believe me to be, then click on outta here now because these stories and galleries are mostly uncensored and raw and might just change your opinion of me in a way that you'd rather it not be.