Summer is officially over in the UK.
Writing this blog and looking out of the poetry den window, the leaves and vines on the trees are beginning to lose their summer green and turn yellow. The lavender bushes are in their final bloom and bees are collecting the last remnants of pollen.
Autumn is a wonderful season, cushioning the warmth of summer into the cold of winter. It has influenced many poets and poems. Some of my favourite Autumn poems include, To Autumn by John Keats; Matsuo Basho’s Haiku – Autumn Moonlight and Autumn Journal by Louis MacNeice.
In 2000 I spent three weeks in New England during The Fall. Driving through the woods and forests of Maine, Vermont and New Hampshire, shrouded in red, brown, yellow and gold is an experience still vivid in my memory. There is something magical about the energy in the autumn transformation that makes you want to pick up a pen and get musing.
Gold and brown leaves fall.
Shadows at dusk lengthen as
A winter sleep nears.
If you want to read more poetry about Autumn, then the site at Famous Poets and Poems has a good selection.
What inspires your poetry in the Autumn months? Do you have a favourite poem describing Autumn?
I would be pleased to read your thoughts.