Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Poetry Wednesday, Vol. 16

Today is poetry Wednesday folks! Seems to be the only day I get on here with any consistency... If you would like to join in, find a poem that says something to you, scroll to the bottom of this post and follow the Mr. Linky directions. It's very easy, I promise.

A daily email we enjoy is The Writer's Almanac. Literature, Poetry, History, all read in the unmistakable voice of Mr. Garrison Keillor.

Thanks also to Poem of the Week for this poem.

To Autumn

John Keats (1795-1821)


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-eves 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’er-brimm’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,
Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined 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 barred 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 red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.


mollysabourin said...

Of course I love this!! Oh Autumn.

Well, I totally forgot about poetry Wednesday (how unlike me ;) ). Can you send me a reminder next Tuesday? I really do want to participate!!

Kris Livovich said...

Of course I'll send you a reminder - and you could always participate late! Add your poetry on Thursday and just pretend it's Wednesday...