What is it about autumn that brings poetry to mind? Quite likely, for those in my age group, it has something to do with the fact that memorizing poetry was an integral part of our education. One of the first poems we memorized in grade one (kindergarten not yet being invented in the BC public schools), was an autumn poem…
In the other gardens/ And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires / See the smoke trail.
Pleasant summer over / And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes / The gray smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons! / Something bright in all,
Flowers in the summer / Fires in the fall!
(Robert Louis Stevenson)
And also in the fall, bright berries, seeds, grains, leaves … and wild roses! What? Wild roses blooming in fall? Check them out …
By the way, if you’re feeling inspired to enjoy some autumn poetry, check out this site I recently happened upon:
(And if you’re feeling inspired to write an autumn poem of your own, why not share it with us?)