Wednesday, September 30, 2009

super excited about fall

Not only am I super-duper excited about fall, but I am super-duper in love with these poems!
A Vagabond Song
There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood -
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry
Of bugles going by.
And my lonely spirit thrills
To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.
There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;
We must rise and follow here,
When from every hill of flame
She calls and calls each vagabond by name.
- Bliss Carman
{photo from a gorgeous tree in Central Park}

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