The everyday ramblings of a 40-something knitting fool.
Thursday, April 21, 2016
Poem in Your Pocket day
Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day. Now I will admit that I am not a big poetry fan and do not understand what most of them are trying to say. During my college days I managed to write some pretty bad stuff but thankfully I learned that a poet I am not. However, I have always loved this poem and understand perfectly what Frost was trying to say with it.
Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost
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.