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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OREGON IN OCTOBER, by VIOLET M. HOWARD
First Line: Vining maple burning red
Last Line: One wanders through october.
Subject(s): Autumn; October; Seasons; Fall
First Line: Vining maple burning red
Last Line: One wanders through october.
Subject(s): Autumn; October; Seasons; Fall
Vining maple burning red
On the slopes amid the timber,
Pungent odor of mold in the nostrils
While the foothills grow dimmer
Each day in the autumnal haze.
Golden and orchid clouds
Above the fir green tips cover the sun,
As the sparkling rivers enter
The ocean and become one
With a jade-green hue.
As the purpling, shadowed meadows
Repose at the foot of snow-clad peaks,
Rouged with rose, and the higher snowcaps
Bathed in crimson -- nature has heaped
Her paint-pot on Oregon in the fall.
Deer grazing in the clearings,
Salmon jumping in the streams,
Evening pleasant as in springtime,
Mornings frosty and cool -- as in a dream
One wanders through October.
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