Here’s a view of the beginnings of autumn over the Hudson Valley last year, courtesy of our daughter. Back home, we’re enjoying the last of the sunshine; I’ve packed the camping gear away under the stairs, our Cat statue and ‘Papal Bull’ are overwintering indoors. We’re almost into the Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness. So here are some ‘autumn leaves’ for you to enjoy: snippets from four autumn – themed poems that bring me joy.
In the fire and frailty
of this gathering season
let us rake up
our accumulated months…
– from Stewart Henderson’s Still, Facing Autumn, Plover Books 2001
Seasons of mists and mellow fruitfulness
Close-bosom friend of the maturing sun…
– from John Keat’s To Autumn
Awaken In Me a Sense of Joy
O extravagant God,
in this ripening, red-tinged autumn,
waken in me a sense of joy
in just being alive…
– from Ted Loder’s Guerrillas of Grace
Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks arise
Around; up above, what wind-walks!
what lovely behaviour
of silk-sack clouds! has wilder, wilful-wavier
Meal-drift moulded ever and melted across skies…
– from Gerard Manley Hopkin’s Hurrahing in Harvest
Do you have any favourite autumn/fall poems, pieces of music or songs? I’d love to hear them.