Posted on 09/22/2019 5:43:36 AM PDT by NOBO2012
When Summer gathers up her robes of glory,
And like a dream of beauty glides away.
I LOVE to wander through the woodlands hoary
In the soft light of an autumnal day,
When Summer gathers up her robes of glory,
And like a dream of beauty glides away.
How through each loved, familiar path she lingers,
Serenely smiling through the golden mist,
Tinting the wild grape with her dewy fingers
Till the cool emerald turns to amethyst;
Kindling the faint stars of the hazel, shining
To light the gloom of Autumn’s mouldering halls,
With hoary plumes the clematis entwining
Where o’er the rock her withered garland falls.
Warm lights are on the sleepy uplands waning
Beneath soft clouds along the horizon rolled,
Till the slant sunbeams through their fringes raining
Bathe all the hills in melancholy gold.
The moist winds breathe of crispèd leaves and flowers
In the damp hollows of the woodland sown,
Mingling the freshness of autumnal showers
With spicy airs from cedarn alleys blown.
Beside the brook and on the umbered meadow,
Where yellow fern-tufts fleck the faded ground,
With folded lids beneath their palmy shadow
The gentian nods, in dewy slumbers bound.
Upon those soft, fringed lids the bee sits brooding,
Like a fond lover loath to say farewell,
Or with shut wings, through silken folds intruding,
Creeps near her heart his drowsy tale to tell.
The little birds upon the hillside lonely
Flit noiselessly along from spray to spray,
Silent as a sweet wandering thought that only
Shows its bright wings and softly glides away
Posted from: MOTUS A.D.
I take solstice in the fact that Michigan autumns are just as amazing as the summers.
Late September and October are my favorite time of year. The sun is still warm and the air is cool. Something in the morning crispness say football.
Love the poem. No author given so I looked it up:
Sarah Helen Power Whitman (1803–1878)
Poem: https://www.bartleby.com/360/7/110.html
You know what that means in Tennessee? Nothing, absolutely nothing. Temp for Oct 1, 2019 is predicted to be in the mid 90s. Not a drop of rain in over a month.
Leaves starting to turn and fall at a rapid pace. This has been a glorious weekend however, temps into the mid 80s. Likely we won't see 80s again until May. Which is normal for this area.
Beautifully written. The poet deserves a credit.
I love a nice crisp Indian summer morning. Or is that racist?
Globull warming season ends with the beginning of the fall season.
“You know what that means in Tennessee? Nothing, absolutely nothing. Temp for Oct 1, 2019 is predicted to be in the mid 90s. ”
Same here in Central Texas. It’s so dry the pasture is cracking with 4-6” wide cracks that may go to China!
But at 6,000 feet altitude it’s 62F. I think I’ll go get the plane and go flying!!
Just so everyone knows, the Autumnal Equinox occurs at 12:50am (Pacific Daylight Time) tomorrow morning, Sept. 23rd.
So central Texas didn’t get any rain from Imelda? They got dumped on on the coast.
Even worse down here in South Alabama...
Have not had a decent rain since mid August, and that was not very much.
It has been a mild summer for Texas with less than half a dozen days over 100F all summer.
Equinox at 2:50am Eastern Daylight Time.
Correction...3:50am Eastern
Standard. For us out here that is. 10 minutes to 4 in the morning. “Sun rises in the east’’ and all that. Man as one gets older one forgets a lot...
It actually hit 36 degrees one morning earlier this week in Redding, CT,
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Well here in the mountains of western Maryland, when I checked the outside temperature just before daybreak, it was 38 degrees.
I love this time of year but I’m also a little sad to see summer go.
In other words, +1 to what the poet wrote.
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