In me thou see’st the twilight of such day Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,īare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang That time of year thou mayst in me behold The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,Īnd gathering swallows twitter in the skies. Hedge-crickets sing and now with treble soft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies Īnd full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,Īnd touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,– Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:Īnd sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ĭrowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Until they think warm days will never cease,įor summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells. With a sweet kernel to set budding more,Īnd still more, later flowers for the bees, ![]() To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells ![]() To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,Īnd fill all fruit with ripeness to the core With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run Poems for the autumn equinoxĬonspiring with him how to load and bless How full of light and colour are their last days.’ – John Burroughs. ‘ The first breath of autumn was in the air, a prodigal feeling, a feeling of wanting, taking, and keeping before it is too late.’ – JL Carr ‘There is something so special in the early leaves drifting from the trees, as if we are all to be allowed a chance to peel, to refresh, to start again.’ – Ruth Ahmed ‘May the autumnal equinox be the beginning of new things in your life.’ – Unknown ‘Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.’ – George Eliot Autumn typically starts in late September or on October 1 (Picture: Getty)
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