Stopping At The Woods On A Snowy Evening (Cavatina) Poem by Gert Strydom

Stopping At The Woods On A Snowy Evening (Cavatina)



(after Robert Frost)

In passing the nearby snow filled great woods
and icy lake,
the sheer loveliness caught the rider’s eye;
a halting break
that lingers too long could bring freezing death,
a spell in each flake
brought tiredness, but the horse moved on,
breaking that old spell, its magic was gone.

[Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.]

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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