Nothing gold can stay

My brand new, beautiful car is now covered in snow.

In honor of this statement, I present this poem, one of the only ones I have solidly committed to memory: (In high school, when I did a lot of theater, I was always terrible at remembering lines)

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.

– Robert Frost

Of course, the irony is that this poem was written about nature, not an unnatural beast like a car, and about springtime, not winter. But the meaning is still real. Nothing gold can stay.


~ by realsupergirl on December 9, 2005.

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