Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Intercession in Late October



How hard the year dies; no frost yet.




On drifts of yellow sand Midas reclines,





Fearless of moaning reed or sullen wave.




Firm and fragrant still the brambleberries.




On ivy blooms butterflies wag.




Spare him a little longer, Crone,



For his clean hands and love-submissive heart.


~


Robert Graves.

11 comments:

Tall Girl said...

Booful!! The late blackberries look so plump yet departing...

jzr said...

Lovely, lovely!

Jan said...

This was nothing less than luscious!
This Autumn is one of the most lovely; something to do with the wetness of the summer.

marja-leena said...

Your photos are so lovely! Your fall is gorgeous! A lot of rain here unfortunately, so I'm envious.

Granny J said...

As ever, lovely pictures -- and your own melancholic autumn.

herhimnbryn said...

RG had it right. Your images enhance and make me yearn for such an Autumn here. I miss Blackberries and stained fingers.

marly said...

Haven't I said before that this is one of my favorite things that you do?

And the brambleberry colors and lustrous sheen are glorious.

julie said...

Gorgeous, as always; it's such a pleasure to come here!

What kind of spiky seed pod is in your first picture? It reminds me of horse chestnuts, but I don't remember them being quite so pointy.

meggie said...

My words are inadequate to praise yours, with the glorious photos.

Lucy said...

Thank you people.

In fact we don't often get a really glorious autumn here, something to do with a maritime climate, but this year seems better than many, and the light is still wonderful. I thought the weather was going to break when I took the last picture a couple of days ago, but so far it is still beautiful, gentle and warm.

Julie - The seed case is sweet chestnut, very abundant here, edible and some years very good. I think they are very scarce in the US following a disease a long time ago?

Anonymous said...

Just a visitor here--have you heard the Morten Lauridsen choral setting of this poem? That's how I found your site (looking for the poem)--it's magnificent.