© 2014 Shmoop University, Inc. All rights reserved.


Simply Profound

Frost has a way of saying exactly the right thing in exactly the right amount of space—which, in the case of this poem, is very little. These tiny eight lines make us think about a lot, from spring blooms to sunrises to the Garden of Eden, to wherever our imagination takes us. And Frost wraps up his point—that nothing gold can stay—in a clear and concise way that makes this poem easy to read and remember.

While many of Frost's poems are much longer than this one, most of them are about simple things that anyone can relate to, like taking a walk in the woods, looking at a sunrise, or climbing a tree. But Frost doesn't leave such things at face value. He finds a way to make significant observations about the things in life that we often take for granted.

back to top