“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” (L.M. Montgomery” Here’s a feast of autumn poems and photos.
In Heaven, it is always Autumn
He found himself wondering at times,
especially in the autumn,
about the wild lands,
and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.
~J.R.R. Tolkien Fellowship of the Rings
Is not this a true autumn day?
Just the still melancholy that I love –
that makes life and nature harmonise.
The birds are consulting about their migrations,
the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay,
and begin to strew the ground,
that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air,
while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit.
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.
Such days of autumnal decline hold…
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