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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THOMAS WOLFE, by EVALYN SCHAFFLE
First Line: October has come again -- once more
Last Line: Of death, with harvest just beneath his hands.
Subject(s): Wolfe, Thomas Clayton (1900-1938)
First Line: October has come again -- once more
Last Line: Of death, with harvest just beneath his hands.
Subject(s): Wolfe, Thomas Clayton (1900-1938)
October has come again ... once more
The air is charged with autumn and the trees
Gaudy with color, chant a requiem
To the dead summer. Latent beauty springs
To life with quickened vigor. All the world
Now breathing deep and stepping quickly by.
Harvest time is here and stored fruition
The abundant body of the hardened earth
Displays its charms with wantonness to all.
The full month the pageant of the year
All color, crispness, sudden spurt of life
Is here once more ... October come again.
But he who knew the spur of frost has died
Just as his life was opening into fullness
Into the richness of the month he loved
The season of his birth and of his death
He reached the peaceful vast monotony
Of death, with harvest just beneath his hands.
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