Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LOST OCTOBER, by ELAINE V. EMANS


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LOST OCTOBER, by                    
First Line: There never comes a day like this - all gold
Last Line: It was too late to climb the golden hill?
Subject(s): October


There never comes a day like this -- all gold
And shining like a bubble in the sun,
But I recall the afternoon I told
You I'd no time for play: work must be done!
Work must be done, and there the gold day wasted,
And there the mellowness of earth and sky
And leaf and air went hour by hour untasted,
For scruples sewn too well in such as I!
And there October's brightness faded, turning
Her dear enchantment into dull November,
And setting in my brain one question burning:
Now what can I, now what can I remember
Of work I bent above that day until
It was too late to climb the golden hill?





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