Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AUTUMN ALCHEMY, by LUNA CRAVEN OSBURN


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AUTUMN ALCHEMY, by                    
First Line: I will take me out to the autumn woods
Last Line: Midst the blessed peace of trees.
Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Fall


I will take me out to the autumn woods,
And tramp through the rustling brown
Of leaves from the ancient beeches, that sift
And drift and filter down.
I will slip from out my rebellious self, as
One does from a shoddy gown.

Naked and clean and alone with myself,
I'll dispel the hurt which burns
Like a vicious javelin, poison-tipt, that
Rankles and twists and turns . . .
I will walk by the path through the coppery woods,
Easing hate -- which my spirit spurns.

I will lie on the bank of the tranquil brook,
On a carpet of shimmering leaves,
Which the sun and frost have turned to gold,
Till the passion which tosses and seethes,
Has ebbed away and left me free,
Midst the blessed peace of trees.





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