Poetry

Finally—Forsythia!

April 21, 2014April 21, 2014 Mary Knapp

Forsythia is blooming! — Forsythia is blooming in Central Park

NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY

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.

But what the poet doesn’t tell us is that it will be back next spring!

Published by Mary Knapp

After a few years in advertising, writing reams of persuasive prose, I finally realized my true calling, went back to graduate school, and became a teacher, first in a public high school, then as a docent at the Merchant’s House Museum in New York City. Now, retired from teaching out loud, I silently share my thoughts with anyone who wants to listen. View all posts by Mary Knapp

2 thoughts on “Finally—Forsythia!”

Sarah says:

April 22, 2014 at 10:19 am

“Nothing gold can stay.” So true and yet it does seem to always return. This year I really wondered if it would EVER come.

Behold, we know not anything;
I can but trust that good shall fall
At last – far off – at last to all,
And every winter change to spring.
Tennyson

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1. marylandis says:
  
  April 22, 2014 at 11:07 am
  
  I wondered too. The Forsythia was late in blooming and spring late in coming, for sure. I love the Tennyson quote. I’ll use it next year when the Forsythia blooms!
  
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