Is not this a true autumn day?
Just the still melancholy that I love –
that makes life and nature harmonise.
The birds are consulting about their migrations,
the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay,
and begin to strew the ground,
that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air,
while they give us a scent that is
a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit.
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird
I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
— George Eliot, [Letter to Miss Eliot, Oct. 1, 1841]
Credits: Wild Bird in Autumn Leave by myu-myu. Poem Source: Stepsonmysunlightfloor
I’m with the bird! I particularly love this passage, “…while they give us a scent that is
a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit.” Ahhhhhh…
awwww, yes, beautiful.
It is the perfect Autumn day today!
It is…
This is so beautiful, but here in Rome it is a perfect summer day ( mad weather this year)! 🙂
Rome, wow. Lucky you. But not sure I would trade Rome for our fall day today…
yes, lovely. and autumn is my favorite season of all.
Mine too Beth.
so would I–I love autumn and walking in the leaves
Me too LouAnn
Autumn is beautiful, no question.
Yes, tops.
Wonderful words and a fabulous picture.
They both are Sarah, thanks.
Reblogged this on On the Homefront and commented:
I feel like this…..exactly
Thanks LouAnn.
I felt that way yesterday, driving through the golden reds and yellows and oranges of a country drive…wishing it could stay this way until February…you picture is gorgeous. As is the poem.
Lucky you Claudia to have been on that drive. Wonderful…
Beautiful autumn poem, such a different way to write about it! 🙂
I’m still living the words, days later.