Nothing Gold Can Stay

Boston Public Garden
Boston Public Garden, Source: Decodollop blog

Each October, I’ve been faithfully posting this poem since 2009. I love how accessible Frost’s poem is – even to those who claim they “don’t get poetry”. Inspired by the fall foliage of New England, Frosts’ words weave a visual that is easy to follow.

The underlying meaning of this poem also reminds me to make the most of each day and to try and take nothing for granted – a good message for all of us.

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.

This poem, which was first published in the Yale Review in 1923, would go on to win the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1924. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

3 responses to “Nothing Gold Can Stay

  1. Just lovely – and a blessed relief from T. S. Eliot, who has been in the news of late. Thanks for posting.


  2. It’s always been a favorite of mine.

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  3. I love this poem also and I look forward to you posting it each year. Thank you.



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