Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AUTUMN'S CLOISONNE, by ALBERTA MCMAHON SHERWIN First Line: The wayside hedge is starred with purple aster Last Line: He fain would temper it to mortal sight. Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Fall | ||||||||
The wayside hedge is starred with purple aster, The frosted elms have dropped their gold doubloons; Late lilies raise their cups of alabaster From waters of the tranquil blue lagoons. The maples lift their flaming crimson cones Flaunting the beauty of their rich array; Earth is too lavish with her color tones, Too prodigal with autumn's cloisonne. The weird enchantment of a smoky haze Falls softly over valley, grove and hill, Over silent Indian Summer days; As though the Artist drew a veil at will Across a landscape he had made so bright He fain would temper it to mortal sight. | 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 THUNDERSTORM IN TOWN by THOMAS HARDY |
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