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The Poetry of Autumn

The Poetry of Autumn

Posted by Michele Zagorski on 26th Oct 2016

I have loved Autumn since childhood.  I was one of those weird kids that enjoyed going back to school every September, so much so that I could never sleep the night before the first day of school out of joyful anticipation, so maybe that was why I got excited when the air became chilly and the leaves began to turn.  I'm also an introvert, so the quiet of this season resonates with me deeply; a time to turn inward, wind down, and cozy up at home.  

And the sheer beauty...they say a picture is worth a thousand's a few of both.

“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.” 

Lauren DeStefano, Wither

“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face."

[The Autumnal]”
John Donne, The Complete Poetry and Selected Prose

Oh how we love pumpkin season. You did know this gourd-ish squash has its own season, right? Winter, Spring, Summer, Pumpkin.... We anxiously anticipate it every year. 

~Trader Joe's Fearless Flyer, October 2010

“Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling like
they're falling in love with the ground.”
Andrea Gibson

There ought to be a way to combine "autumn" and "morning" into one word, the combination of the two is special enough to be its own entity. 

~Terri Guillemets

“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one's very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. 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."

[Letter to Miss Eliot, Oct. 1, 1841]”
George Eliot

“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house."

[Notebook, Oct. 10, 1842]”
Nathaniel Hawthorne, The American Notebooks

“It was a cold night, so I got a fire going. I lit a scented candle.”
Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE

I am struck by the simplicity of light in the atmosphere in the autumn, as if the earth absorbed none, and out of this profusion of dazzling light came the autumnal tints. 

~Henry David Thoreau, Oct. 12, 1852

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night; and thus he would never know the rhythms that are at the heart of life. 

~Hal Borland

When the bold branches
Bid farewell to rainbow leaves —
Welcome wool sweaters.
~B. Cybrill

Early autumn's peaceful slant of morning light — the first soul calm since late spring's farewell breezes.

~Terri Guillemets

“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.”
Jim Bisho

The days may not be so bright and balmy—yet the quiet and melancholy that linger around them is fraught with glory. Over everything connected with autumn there lingers some golden spell—some unseen influence that penetrates the soul with its mysterious power. 

~Northern Advocate

I hope you also enjoy this beautiful Autumn season!