“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 dpope@thetelegraph.com

“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.

--Robert Frost

Enjoy the last few days of June. Write a poem to the Earth.

For the Words.

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