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Tuesday, March 10, 2015

13. Nothing Gold can Stay

This is a poem I disagree with, but it is a perfect little machine of a poem. Nature's first green is gold / Her hardest hue to hold..." It is hard not to memorize it once you hear of it.

It is true that nothing gold can stay, but I still don't like the way the poem cuts off possibilities. Pretty much my 50s have been my best decade so far.

1 comment:

nicoleandmaggie said...

But dawn returns from day each morning and seasons come again.