Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
--Robert Frost
This is a repeat post, with a different symbolism than when it appeared a year ago. More about that later.
Comments
I love this photo ... How much is "photo", how much is "paint"? Any rate, it's great with the poem -- was the first poem I ever memorized, far as I can remember...
Posted by: nate | May 1, 2006 8:12 PM
This was the first poem I ever memorized. I did so after reading "The Outsiders" (I think that was the right book) in which this poem figures prominently.
I was in elementary school. Just seeing it here in print has flooded me with memories.
Thanks, Fred.
Posted by: wesleyjeanne | May 2, 2006 3:05 PM