Category Archives: autumn

fall, again.

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my favorite season – fall has arrived

Fall Song

Another year gone, leaving everywhere

 its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,

the uneaten fruits crumbling damply

 in the shadows, unmattering back

from the particular island

 of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere

except underfoot, moldering

 in that black subterranean castle

of unobservable mysteries – roots and sealed seeds

 and the wanderings of water. This

I try to remember when time’s measure

 painfully chafes, for instance when Autumn

flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing

 to stay – how everything lives, shifting

from one bright vision to another, forever

 in these momentary pastures.

~ Mary Oliver ~

 

 

 

 

image credit: Lumber Jane, Madame Cupcake@etsy

october breathed poetry.

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October breathed poetry —
      beautiful and glowing.

 

~Terri Guillemets, “Tenth verse,” 2018,

blackout poetry created from

Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891

 

painting credit: ‘autumn tree’, deborah mcgee, watercolor on paper

the pumpkin march.

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and it is time for the pumpkins to return to the garden…

 

‘the preciousness of life and the changes of weather and the beauty of seasons –

all those things have always sort of dazzled me.’

-anthony doerr

 

 

 

art credit: “The Pumpkin March” – Guinevere von Sneeden

a summing up.

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my favorite season begins.

 

“for the fall of the year is more than 3 months

bounded by and equinox and a solstice.

it is a summing up without the finality of the year’s end.”

-hal borland 

 

 

 

 

image credit: Yuma Hidaka – photographizemag

luster.

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‘there is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky.’

-percy bysshe shelly

i’m not sure about today’s

hail, rain, snow, sun, wind, lightning, and thunder.

i suppose some could classify these as ‘luster’,

but probably not ‘harmony.’

 

 

 

autumnal tints.

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“october is the month for painted leaves….

as fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall,

so the year near its setting.

october is its sunset sky; november the later twilight.’

~henry david thoreau, “Autumnal Tints”

 

 

 

image credit: “Autumnal Equinox” by Maggie Vandewalle – TREES

change.

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kinders find magic in the japanese garden

 seeing things change right before them. 

 

‘change is a measure of time, and in the autumn, time seems speeded up.

what was, is not and never will be;

what is, is change.’

-edwin way teale