AUTUMN

I love this time of year. It’s the season when I would most like to be a poet, a painter, an artist…. The colours are spectacular. Even in my small garden Autumn is a presence that raises spirits.

The beech from next door

I recently listened to a review of poetry by Rilke and in my google search for some of the poems I found the following….. thought provoking!

Day in Autumn

BY RAINER MARIA RILKE TRANSLATED BY MARY KINZIE

After the summer’s yield, Lord, it is time
to let your shadow lengthen on the sundials
and in the pastures let the rough winds fly.

As for the final fruits, coax them to roundness.
Direct on them two days of warmer light
to hale them golden toward their term, and harry
the last few drops of sweetness through the wine.

Whoever’s homeless now, will build no shelter;
who lives alone will live indefinitely so,
waking up to read a little, draft long letters,   
and, along the city’s avenues,
fitfully wander, when the wild leaves loosen.

My Silver Birch against an Autumn blue sky

Author: Breda Fay

I'm retired since end August 2016 and loving the new life! More time now for family and friends and to explore craft, history, travel and certainly more of a chance for, me-time. To paraphrase Seuss: I've no tears that (teaching) is over; but many smiles that it happened!

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