Robert Frost- Nothing Gold can stay: A reflection
Hey world, So. It's September, Autumn has come at last, (my favourite season), and it's time for the trees to be set alight by the dying sun...and an appropriate reflection. 🍂 In honour of this crisp season, I have decided to blog on Robert Frosts 'Nothing Gold Can Stay.' 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. When I first read this I was slightly confused. This poem is deeper than I thought. You have to dig it up. Get your hands into it, get it under your nails. Eventually after crunching over it in my mind I decided it was saying that nothing lasts forever. But again I questioned this. See, I like to think that some things do last forever, things like love, kindness, and hope. I like to think that love lives on even after death or separation, echoing through time forever. But I know, that in realit...