Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FADED LEAVES, by ALICE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The hills are bright with maples yet Last Line: Of the eternal spring. Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Fall | ||||||||
THE hills are bright with maples yet; But down the level land The beech leaves rustle in the wind As dry and brown as sand. The clouds in bars of rusty red Along the hill-tops glow, And in the still, sharp air, the frost Is like a dream of snow. The berries of the brier-rose Have lost their rounded pride: The bitter-sweet chrysanthemums Are drooping heavy-eyed. The cricket grows more friendly now, The dormouse sly and wise, Hiding away in the disgrace Of nature, from men's eyes. The pigeons in black wavering lines Are swinging toward the sun; And all the wide and withered fields Proclaim the summer done. His store of nuts and acorns now The squirrel hastes to gain, And sets his house in order for The winter's dreary reign. 'T is time to light the evening fire, To read good books, to sing The low and lovely songs that breathe Of the eternal spring. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR AUTUMN by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN AN AUTUMN JOY by GEORGE ARNOLD A LEAF FALLS by MARION LOUISE BLISS THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD A LETTER IN OCTOBER by TED KOOSER AUTUMN EVENING by DAVID LEHMAN EVERYTHING THAT ACTS IS ACTUAL by DENISE LEVERTOV A SPINSTER'S STINT by ALICE CARY |
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