Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOVEMBER, by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. First Line: Old november, sere and brown Last Line: With hope, faith and love alway. Subject(s): Autumn; Holidays; November; Seasons; Thanksgiving; Fall | ||||||||
Old November, sere and brown, Clothes the country, haunts the town, Sheds its cloak of withered leaves, Brings its sighing, soughing breeze. Prophet of the dying year, Builder of its funeral bier, Bring your message here to men; Sound it forth that they may ken What of Life and what of Death Linger on your frosty breath. Let men know to you are given Days of thanks to God in heaven; Thanks for things which we deem best, Thanks, O God, for all the rest That have taught us(trouble, strife, Bring thru Death a larger Life) Death of our base self and fear (Even as the dying year, Though through cold and frost, shall bring Forth a new and glorious spring) Shall shed over us the sway Of a new and brighter day, With Hope, Faith and Love alway. | 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 AND WHAT SHALL YOU SAY? by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. |
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