Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

A Boundless Moment - Poem by Robert Frost

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.

'Oh, that's the Paradise-in-bloom,' I said;
And truly it was fair enough for flowers
had we but in us to assume in march
Such white luxuriance of May for ours.

We stood a moment so in a strange world,
Myself as one his own pretense deceives;
And then I said the truth (and we moved on) .
A young beech clinging to its last year's leaves.

Comments about A Boundless Moment by Robert Frost

  • (5/12/2018 7:21:00 AM)

    Seriously short of words...its so know well you know, AMAZINGLY SUPRISING CH.: (Report) Reply

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  • Vincent Krennerich (4/10/2018 4:28:00 PM)

    Truly an inspiring poem (Report) Reply

  • Alina Kaikeyi (4/10/2018 2:48:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem, simply beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (4/10/2018 2:21:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (4/10/2018 12:00:00 PM)

    We stood a moment so in a strange world, .........this is the essence of the poem. Beautifully presented. (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (4/10/2018 9:35:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Nudershada Cabanes (4/10/2018 6:06:00 AM)

    Another brilliant poem from one of America's literary masters. Beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (4/10/2018 3:43:00 AM)

    Host, most, cost, lost! Not a ghost! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (4/10/2018 2:03:00 AM)

    Such a wonderful poem by Robert Frost👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

  • Pranab K Chakraborty (4/10/2018 2:03:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (4/10/2018 1:45:00 AM)

    Inspiration from Nature makes Poet Frost to express his ideas best! (Report) Reply

  • (2/3/2018 12:37:00 AM)

    Add a comment.awesome (Report) Reply

  • (12/4/2017 8:33:00 PM)

    Nice poem I like it Very beautiful (Report) Reply

  • (11/14/2015 6:44:00 PM)

    .........beautiful imagery....very nice to read ★ (Report) Reply

  • Mark Arvizu (12/24/2014 8:59:00 AM)

    Clinging to last years leaves.....great line! Great title for a song or another poem (Report) Reply

  • Akanksha Bhatt (6/4/2014 7:17:00 AM)

    this is really a good poem.. I like it.. (Report) Reply

  • Dawn Fuzan (4/27/2014 8:58:00 AM)

    This us really good (Report) Reply

  • Melikhaya Zagagana (4/27/2014 4:49:00 AM)

    Only the best that defeat death, such poets as.......master minder. (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (4/26/2014 2:50:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report) Reply

  • (6/26/2013 3:09:00 PM)

    I think he had lied to himself in the past convincing himself of something that was wrong then and the 'ghost' of the past is hence before him. The ghost symbolic of the past Frost is contemplating and in hindsight he is still confused by the contradictions that were going to follow but he was(is) so gullible that he would believe anything Frost would say to him even now. Frost then ultimately reveals the truth to himself and his ghost this moment of confession feels boundless and unending. But this was necessary so as to set free the 'young beech clinging to its last year's leaves'. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 2, 2014

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