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Robert Frost

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

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,
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  • Nilay Shah (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

  • Stephen W (2/17/2013 8:32:00 AM)

    I think this is about our capacity to see what we want to see, rather than what is. (Report) Reply

  • libertyin JESUS (1/26/2012 12:59:00 PM)

    He's remembering a moment in time not just any time, a moment that would be the best time in his life, that probably took place in the month of march. he's not just reflecting, something cause him to go back to that place in time perhaps the maples, pales. A moment in time he can never retrieve again. (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (10/20/2011 6:24:00 AM)

    I always love his style...So natural by hand and poetic emotion..It simply beautiful words spelled on a paper now in a screen where we can feel it gorgeousness..wonderful _Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

  • Amanda Chastain (10/25/2009 2:41:00 AM)

    Robert Lee Frost was not Gay in the least, but considering Adlof Hitler's queer personality if safe to question whether he was. (Report) Reply

  • Bhaswat Chakraborty (3/25/2009 3:32:00 AM)

    The present moment is the unbound moment. A moment of infinite beauty that is. But we often end up bringing in the past experience into the immaculate present, may be with good intentions. The truth is that we do not have to cling to our last year's leaves to be prent into this year's blossom.

    Bhaswat S. Chakraborty (Report) Reply

  • Jesse Rudolph (11/1/2006 1:43:00 AM)

    This poem, to me, is about the passage of time, and how we can confuse the beautiful miracles of the present with ghosts from our past. How we are, like the beech, just trying to hold onto something that is already dead. If we are observant enough, we will see the obvious beauty of the miraculous things that are happening, right now. And that we can take it in, acknowledge them, and go about our business once we have.

    pretense can be false. Take a closer look. Makes one wonder about their interpretations of such obviously beautiful poetry. Moving on. (Report) Reply

  • Morgan S. (5/6/2006 12:28:00 PM)

    Hey what exactly is this poem about....Please get back to me as soon as possible.

    <3Ritsuka (Report) Reply

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