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Monday, October 1, 2007

October's Bright Blue Weather

Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1885)

October's Bright Blue Weather

O SUNS and skies and clouds of June,
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October's bright blue weather;

When loud the bumble-bee makes haste,
Belated, thriftless vagrant,
And Golden-Rod is dying fast,
And lanes with grapes are fragrant;

When Gentians roll their fringes tight
To save them for the morning,
And chestnuts fall from satin burrs
Without a sound of warning;

When on the ground red apples lie
In piles like jewels shining,
And redder still on old stone walls
Are leaves of woodbine twining;

When all the lovely wayside things
Their white-winged seeds are sowing,
And in the fields, still green and fair,
Late aftermaths are growing;

When springs run low, and on the brooks,
In idle golden freighting,
Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush
Of woods, for winter waiting;

When comrades seek sweet country haunts,
By twos and twos together,
And count like misers, hour by hour,
October's bright blue weather.

O suns and skies and flowers of June,
Count all your boasts together,
Love loveth best of all the year
October's bright blue weather.


Joyful Catholics said...

That is just beautiful! I love your poetry! Thank you...and God bless you and yours. favorite season. Nothing beats the bright blues, the golds, the reds, the browns, the greens, the yellows, such a delightful splash of color our Master Artist paints for us with a lipstick sunset smeared across the October sky at the end of the day...overwhelming and only gratitude remains.


Kimberly Wasson said...


What a beautiful descriptive sentence! How perfectly you have captured my sentiments! I love this season. I feel most alive, just as the earth is preparing to "sleep"...thank you for your thoughts.