A Boundless Moment

He halted in the wind, and - what was that
Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost?
He stood there bringing March against his thought,
And yet too ready to believe the most.

by Robert Frost Click to read full poem

Comments (34)

A wonderful imagination poetically articulated. Kingsley Egbujkole
A wonderful poem for Spring/trees by the talented Poet.
I like mr. Robert and the poems he rights.....
Seriously short of words...its so just.....you know well you know, AMAZINGLY SUPRISING CH.:
Truly an inspiring poem
Beautiful poem, simply beautiful.
That last line- -we're kind of like that young beech clinging to its last year’s leaves. We cling to the past and tend to be a little leery of the changes that time brings into our lives. But not matter what we do, life is changing all around us all. We can’t live in the past, it's leaving.
We stood a moment so in a strange world, .........this is the essence of the poem. Beautifully presented.
I wish I could understand this poem a little more. These images are so obscure and so many meanings can be derived from them apart from some good ones that some readers have supplied. Still I liked the poem putting in to it what my thoughts would like to imagine.
Another brilliant poem from one of America's literary masters. Beautiful.
Host, most, cost, lost! Not a ghost! Thanks for sharing.
Such a wonderful poem by Robert Frost👍👍👍
A classic another piece of word-art.... But of another world perhaps. Here the time bleeds in every sphere of humanised civilization. Can't communicate with nature this classic way.
Inspiration from Nature makes Poet Frost to express his ideas best!
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Nice poem I like it Very beautiful
.........beautiful imagery....very nice to read ★
Clinging to last years leaves.....great line! Great title for a song or another poem
this is really a good poem.. I like it..
This us really good