Poems about autumn and change

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poems about autumn and change

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The amount of poetry majors that I went to school with could all fit into a mid-sized van together, comfortably. Needless to say, it wasn't a hugely popular major — even at a creative writing school.

8 Autumn Poems Inspired by Feelings & Falling Leaves

Poets have long found inspiration from the seasons. Sometimes their poems are a simple testament to the glory of nature and include beautiful descriptions of what the poet sees, hears, and smells. In other poems, the season is a metaphor for an emotion the poet wants to convey, such as maturation, harvest bounty, or the ending of a season of life. Experience autumn in seven magnificent poems from poets of different eras. John Keats' ode to the fall season is one of great classics of the poetic movement of Romanticism. Keats ends his poem evoking the closing of the season and finding a parallel in the beauty of an early-evening sunset.

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Fall is the best. Depending on your autumnal regimen, there are pagan rituals to partake in, fanstasy football leagues to play in, fruits and gourds to be picked, knits and flannels to be worn, and way too many seasonal beverages to sample. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost. Vincent Millay had an appreciation for the darker things in life. There's a hillside in France dedicated to Thomas, who was mortally wounded while rising to light his pipe during the Battle of Arras in WWI. However "blackened and obscure" memories of swilling away the hours of remaining daylight in a beer garden might be, the true measure of successful binge-drinking is an ability to look back without regret, and "think this a happy day," regardless of the melancholy state you wake up in.

Every season has its special beauty and autumn is no exception. Watching the trees turn from a uniform green to all varieties of gold, yellow and red is a spectacular experience. One can almost be blinded by the fiery brilliance. How can it be that all this beauty is sign of death and decay? With all this beauty there is a certain sadness in knowing that the changing colors foreshadow the arrival of a long cold winter. Sing to me, Autumn, with the rustle of your leaves. Breathe on me your spicy scents that flow within your breeze.

These autumn poems are selected for both their visual and emotional scenery. This season can inspire feelings of loneliness and sorrow, though it can also help us to feel the sacredness of sharing that solitude with each other. It shows the beauty of release, acting as a catalyst to our own introspective nature. I keep my intro short, because there is enough tucked away in between the lines of these autumn poems… inspired by the falling leaves we must surely pause to see better, and the feelings we must surely share to be better. Tell me in the comments.

2 COMMENTS

  1. Daphne O. says:

    Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree.

  2. Exmasapfi says:

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