Fall Song
Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back
from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere
except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle
of unobservable mysteries – roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This
I try to remember when time’s measure
painfully chafes, for instance when autumn
flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay – how everything lives, shifting
from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.
~ Mary Oliver ~
Today is the Autumnal Equinox which is marks the beginning of fall. Although I love fall with the change of colors and crisper temps, I was hoping for a week of Indian summer before fall emerged. This weeks weather has been a bit dreary. A week of sun and abnormally warm temperatures would still be be welcome. Maybe I should enjoy the rarity of tonight's harvest moon and welcome fall instead of mourning summer.
Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back
from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere
except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle
of unobservable mysteries – roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This
I try to remember when time’s measure
painfully chafes, for instance when autumn
flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay – how everything lives, shifting
from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.
~ Mary Oliver ~
Today is the Autumnal Equinox which is marks the beginning of fall. Although I love fall with the change of colors and crisper temps, I was hoping for a week of Indian summer before fall emerged. This weeks weather has been a bit dreary. A week of sun and abnormally warm temperatures would still be be welcome. Maybe I should enjoy the rarity of tonight's harvest moon and welcome fall instead of mourning summer.
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