Making beauty and throwing it away, Tony Hoagland on spring

Making beauty and throwing it away, Tony Hoagland on spring

Here are the last five lines of Tony Hoagland's poem A Color of the Sky:

so Nature's wastefulness seems quietly obscene.
It's been doing that all week:
making beauty,
and throwing it away,
and making more.

Go read the rest here if you too are having thoughts about spring.

The view north from the top of Berrian Mountain in Conifer, Colorado. March, 2015.

The view north from the top of Berrian Mountain in Conifer, Colorado. March, 2015.

I study philosophy and social theory at the University of South Florida. I am also a photographer, map lover and sometimes poet.