Ode to Autumn

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Ode to Autumn

How about a little Keats with your morning coffee? Ode to Autumn Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,— While barrèd clouds bloom the soft-dying day And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river-sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

7 comments

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by nichole

Agree. There's definitely a buzz in the air when autumn arrives. Everyone seems so happy and full of anticipation.

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by The Wanderers' Daughter

Thanks for the poetry. Odes ought to be written to autumn, if only to savor it the most for its briefness.

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by bigBANG studio

"and plump the hazel shells/ with a sweet kernel!"

Heavenly- thank you for the dose of Keats on such an autumnal day- what a joy it is to find your blog, and how refreshing your voice!

LOVE what I'm reading!

cheers, xo, a jersey girl living in the desert

(P.S. I have vivid memories of getting short stacks at the Tick-Tock after hockey games when I was an eight year old and the only girl on my team. My dad would take me there out on Rt. 3, right? after games in Bridgewater or wherever the heck we played those early morning games. Was so tickled to see you posted about it!)

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by I ♥ NY

lovely! thanks for this :)

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by Phoenix

Love this. Autumn always puts me in a poetry mood!

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by vanessa joie

Keats and Autumn… perfect

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by denise

I agree with Phoenix about Autumn and poetry. Autumn also puts me in a knitting mood & a soup mood too.

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