Autumn in Boston

Boston Public Garden

Source: Decodollop blog

One of my favorite poems by Robert Frost is, Nothing gold can stay. It is obvious that Frost was inspired by the fall foliage in New England when he wrote this poem back in 1923.  Nothing gold can stay won the 1924 Pulitzer prize for poetry.

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.

The photograph above depicts the Boston Public Garden by Michael Krigsman and is called Impressionist Boston Public Garden.

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