“In June, as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them.”
- Aldo Leopold
June is the month where we’ve passed spring flowers and now we’re worried about our weeds winding down the forest trail, gardening as much as lemonade-sipping, gazing up at the ivy that is engulfing your home’s front windows, and finally sitting down on the porch just for a minute to watch the sun glow gold through the ginkgo leaves.
Okay, so maybe life’s not always a botanical bliss, but you should know how blessed we are to live in area where the month of June is a month of blooms. This particular blog post isn’t about literature, famous poets, or reminders of local gatherings with your fellow writer’s guild; this blog is about nature poetry.
Some of the masters of nature poetry include Walt Whitman, Ralph Waldo Emerson, and other transcendentalist heroes. There’s one other name I think we’re forgetting, and he’s one of the most famous poets of all time: Robert Frost.
Robert Frost is an inspiration to any natural writer, poet, or conservationist. Below is a copy of one of his most famous poems, “Nothing Gold Can Stay” about how quickly life can fade, regrow, and become again gold. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. If you have any nature poems inspired by a green glow in your neighborhood, park, or even in your mind’s eye, send them to me at firstname.lastname@example.org
“Nothing Gold Can Stay”
by 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.
Enjoy the last few days of June. Write a poem to the Earth.
For the Words.