Treasure Island

Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

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.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Skywee Gh (7/29/2014 11:15:00 PM)

    nothing gold can stay.hmmm, with the thoughts of a leaf.green is gold till it's old, nothing gold can stay...the blossom flower in its hour.like me and you age is forever gold to us. (Report) Reply

  • Benjy H. (3/4/2014 10:44:00 AM)

    I think that it, while good, was very short. I wish it was longer, but as Robert Frost says, Nothing Gold can Stay (Report) Reply

  • Pizza Pizza (1/30/2014 3:49:00 PM)

    they use this poem in the OUTSIDERS stay gold Pony boy, stay gold. Referring back to the poem (Report) Reply

  • Karthik Madhira (4/28/2013 7:04:00 PM)

    This really affects my heart. The extended metaphor is fabulously expressed through the brilliant vocabulary and organization. (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (10/31/2012 12:50:00 AM)

    so the waterfalls flow down through the rivers to the ocean..nothing gold can stay..fabulous.. :) (Report) Reply

  • Lyly Figueroa (5/16/2012 8:48:00 PM)

    This poem is saying, you may love something/someone and adore it. But sometimes they have to go. For a bad reason or a good reason. -Lyly Figueroa (Report) Reply

  • Lorenz Sapungan (5/3/2012 8:07:00 AM)

    Nature's first green is gold,
    Her hardest hue to hold. - early spring - Hope

    Her early leaf's a flower;
    But only so an hour.- Summer -Happiness

    Then leaf subsides to leaf, - Fall- sadness

    So Eden sank to grief, - Winter- Sorrow

    So dawn goes down to day
    Nothing gold can stay. - Life's go on (Report) Reply

  • Sam Baig (4/30/2012 7:59:00 PM)

    Poems interest me very much, so I would say Robert Frost is my number 1 poet following that is Emily Dickinson. I also agree with Rebecca Weall. (Report) Reply

  • Turner Paquette (4/11/2012 11:29:00 PM)

    All of you are saying that the peom is too plain in the reference to the beauty of nature, but if you actually do your research on the peom it is referring the bible and the garden of Eden. The garden was beautiful until it was messed with. Hence the beauty of nature is at the peak when it's new, untouched by people or weathered away by the elements. (Report) Reply

  • Sarah H (7/28/2010 12:58:00 AM)

    I'm afraid I strongly disagree that this poem is banal and trite..it's anything but! It's simple and to the point and as someone that is REALLY tired of seeing writers over complicate issues, this it is very much appreciated and enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Yacov Mitchenko (6/2/2010 12:10:00 AM)

    I'm in disagreement with many readers that this is a great poem. It's well executed, I suppose, but the message is SO banal and trite. What is the poem saying? Simply that anything at its peak - in this case, some extremely beautiful aspect of nature - will inevitably pass away. Perhaps latent in the poem is that whatever beauty passes away will in its passing allow for new manifestations of beauty. This is fine, but it has been said ad nauseum. (Report) Reply

  • Andrew Hoellering (6/24/2009 3:33:00 PM)

    We all seem to agree that this is a great poem.
    Frost, the poet of nature, turns out also to be a philosopher.
    The first green represents not just youth but beauty in all its forms; a child, a foal, a loving relationship, the birth of a new day.
    That 'leaf subsides to leaf ' should be seen not as a tragedy, but rather as a disinterested statement of the way things are, the whole cyclical process captured in eight magical lines. (Report) Reply

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