Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, OCTOBER IN CONNECTICUT, by LOUISE B. OLMSTEAD JENNINGS


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OCTOBER IN CONNECTICUT, by                    
First Line: Oh! October the king of the months is here
Last Line: King october we love thee, we can't let thee go!
Subject(s): Connecticut; October


Oh! October the King of the months is here,
The hills in purple and gold appear,
His goldenrod scepter he holds on high,
And he calls to the breezes that go rollicking by.

"Oh! winds tell the world I hold court these days
On the sun-kissed hills in the soft purple haze."
And his loving subjects haste at his call,
For they all rejoice at the voice of King Fall.

But Jack-in-the-Pulpit will come no more,
For an Indian in scarlet now stands in his door.
The trees turn red at the royal will,
And the blushing sumacs are on every hill.

The sweet fringed gentians from the lowlands near by
Come in loveliest blue that vies with the sky,
And the asters in purple of every shade
Give a royal splendor to hill and glade.

The birches and maples in red and yellow
Stand brilliant and gorgeous in the sunshine mellow,
While the oaks' soft brown sometimes is seen
Burnt deepest red in splashes of green.

Oh! royal October all purple and gold!
Thy wealth and thy glory can never be told!
We bow to thy beauty, thy color, thy glow,
King October we love thee, we can't let thee go!





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