Ode To Autumn

Autumn is here – lovely poem

S C Richmond

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Here we are again,  Autumn has rolled around quickly and now the leaves are turning golden red and the temperature is dipping, preparing us for winter.

I wanted to share one of the most beautiful poems ever written about Autumn.

Ode To Autumn  by John Keats

SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;

To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, 5

And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease; 10

For Summer has o’erbrimm’d their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

Thee sitting…

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One thought on “Ode To Autumn

  1. Have to admit that I’ve never read this poem before. I majored in English, but somehow I missed this one. An old poem once in a while is good for the soul. Even if my modern take on autumn is completely different.

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