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.
by Robert Frost
(in the public domain)
Diane has the Poetry Friday roundup at Random Noodling.
I was thinking of this poem the other day while I was driving home. Frost captured this brief moment with perfection. Thanks for sharing it today, Mary Lee!
ReplyDeleteI was thinking of this poem just yesterday, as it was mentioned in the book I was reading - Read Between the Lines by Jo Knowles - and this is the reason I posted Robert Frost at my blog today, too! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is a perfect Frost poem--brief and rich.
ReplyDeleteI love this poem. Makes me think of The Outsiders. It gives me a lump in my throat. I wrote about Libby graduating from Miami U. tomorrow. That last line could've been a line in my poem, especially since I mention Frost!
ReplyDeleteIn fact, maybe I will revise it and weave it in somehow.
DeleteNice to read this treasure of a poem once again. It's perfection!
ReplyDeleteLove this poem, our 7th graders read it along with The Outsiders. I like to think of it as a poem that will always stick with them. And your photo is lovely - love the gold (first green) in your image!
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful poem, Frost was so insightful in so few words. And the picture was perfect.
ReplyDeleteCan you imagine that there was a time I didn't admire Robert Frost because he was an "old-fashioned" poet? We are so arrogant as teenagers. Thanks for this, ML--it goes nicely with Tara's lilac time post.
ReplyDeleteMy mother read/partly recited this.
ReplyDeleteAppreciations for the skin prickles & smile.