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Wednesday, May 21, 2008

The English Major Decorates


I know, I know. You may think I'm a dork, but...


Nearly every day, there's a moment when I pass by this pillow, and think of this Robert Frost poem...


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.*
*OK, now you know what I majored in. No, you may not begin to judge me on my grammar and punctuation skills, or, lack thereof. No doubt, if I were being graded on this blog's content, I'd rock the grammar and punctuation. I'd even diagram this stuff if you wanted me to. Believe me, I've got mad skills.

5 comments:

Ris said...

LOL Bad grammar, punctuation and spelling drive me nuts too! You must be creative as well, if a pillow makes you think of poem!

amanda said...

love your mad skills.

puffy heart your pillow :)

Kristen said...

Yea for Liberal Arts Majors!!

And hey, don't ever forget that your blog rocks! :)

Jessica said...

Warning: Totally random comment

And I love The Outsiders.

I remember in high school feeling so badly for this girl giving a book report on it, who kept pronouncing Socs (short for Socials) Socks.

But no one else seemed to even notice.

English majors are an elite. ;-)

Sgt and Mrs Hub said...

Oh dear. I am terrible at grammar. I loved English - definitely my strong point. But grammar - it has all flown away. I abuse commas, I flippantly use semi-colons, and I compose run on sentences as if they are going out of style. Forgive me.

-Andrea