per amica silentia lunae

or, across the ferny brae with the evil voodoo celt

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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.

-Robert Frost

I ran across this one fairly early, in S.E. Hinton's "The Outsiders"; the main character recites it to one of his (doomed) friends, whose later last words to him are "Stay gold." It appealed to me greatly at the time, and became one of the first poems I memorized.

I'm a little more ambivalent about it right now. It has a haiku-like concreteness of imagery, and there's something to what he says- that first green of leaf has an inner fire to it, a pulse of magic that runs across the branches of the tree. But it's a little fatalistic for me, and Eden is a symbol that I think means some quite different things to me than it did to Frost.

But still... it's so beautiful outside. Glad I get to leave work half-way through the day, and take a long drive in the country during the daylight.

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This is still my favourite poem, in spite of the fact that we were required to memorise it in college. I love the imagery and similicity of it. I had forgotten it was in The Outsiders.

Eden is a symbol that I think means some quite different things to me than it did to Frost.

What does Eden mean to you?

Complicated question, and I'm tired today, but I guess I can summarize: I look on the gaining of knowledge of good and evil to be a necessary thing, and the transition from the eternal/immaterial state (Eden) to the mortal/material state to be something we choose to do, and repeat as often as necessary. Does that make sense?

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