Basically anything by Robert Frost. “Nothing Gold Can Stay” is, in my opinion, one of the most beautiful.
Emily Dickenson has quite a few poems about nature, one I like is “I thought that nature was enough”.
“Birds of Passage” by Longfellow and “Daffodils” by Wordsworth are a couple of my favorites. Other nature writers include Robert Frost and Robert Bridges.
When i saw this question i laughed and knew I had to respond. junior year of high school my teacher made us critically analyze the poem Nature Can Do No More, by Emily Dickenson. Apparently it is supposed to be about our deep disconnect with nature….however, I still have NO CLUE what she is talking about. maybe you can try and interoperate…
Nature can do no moreShe has fulfilled her DyesWhatever Flower fail to comeOf other Summer daysHer crescent reimburseIf other Summers beNature’s imposing negativeNulls opportunity —
The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost. My all-time favorite! He is clearly well-known for his nature poems 🙂
My brother studied the poem in an English class, and while the majority believe Mr. Frost is making reference to choices made and where it takes you, apparently he disguised the meaning of the poem and it is intended to depict something totally different.
I agree wit greengenie. Nothing Gold Can Stay” is a beautiful poem and one of my favorites. Anything by Robert Frost is a great example of environmental literature.
I’ve always loved this poem by Emily Dickinson, who obviously loves nature. It’s called “from Cocoon forth a Butterfly”
From Cocoon forth a ButterflyAs Lady from her DoorEmerged—a Summer Afternoon—Repairing Everywhere—
Without Design—that I could traceExcept to stray abroadOn Miscellaneous EnterpriseThe Clovers—understood—
Her pretty Parasol be seenContracting in a FieldWhere Men made Hay—Then struggling hardWith an opposing Cloud—
Where Parties—Phantom as Herself—To Nowhere—seemed to goIn purposeless Circumference—As ’twere a Tropic Show—
And notwithstanding Bee—that worked—And Flower—that zealous blew—This Audience of IdlenessDisdained them, from the Sky—
Till Sundown crept—a steady Tide—And Men that made the Hay—And Afternoon—and Butterfly—Extinguished—in the Sea—
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