Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AUTUMN, by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE Poet's Biography First Line: Now leafy winds are blowing cold Last Line: Upon another heart in tune. Subject(s): Autumn; Beauty; Seasons; Fall | ||||||||
Now leafy winds are blowing cold, And South by West the sun goes down, A quiet huddles up the fold In sheltered corners of the brown. Like scattered fire the wild fruit strews The ground beneath the blowing tree, And there the busy squirrel hews His deep and secret granary. And when the night comes starry clear, The lonely quail complains beside The glistening waters on the mere Where widowed Beauties yet abide. And I, too, make my own complaint Upon a reed I plucked in June, And love to hear it echoed faint Upon another heart in tune. | 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 EVENING CLOUDS by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE |
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