Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SATYRS AND THE FALL, by YANNIS PAPADIAMANTOPOULOS Poet's Biography First Line: Yesterday, on a path deep in the woods Last Line: Alternate whirled away the dying leaves. Alternate Author Name(s): Moreas, Jean Subject(s): Autumn; Leaves; Seasons; Fall | ||||||||
Yesterday, on a path deep in the woods, Where I sometimes walk to dream away my moods, I met three satyrs: one bore a leathern flask Yet tumbled hither and yon; the second's task To wield an olive branch like Hercules. Twilight came down upon denuded trees, Whose crown along the earth the autumn spread. And the third satyr, on a mound ahead, Moving his lips upon his rustic reed With agile fingers gave the music speed, Fine and yet full, agreeable though frantic: And his two comrades, frisking to the antic, Dropping the club and flask, in corybantic Revel danced andas the goat-foot heaves Alternate whirled away the dying leaves. | 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 YOUNG GIRL SPEAKS by YANNIS PAPADIAMANTOPOULOS |
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