Friday, 3 October 2008

To Autumn

Van Gogh


"1.-SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,

And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.


2.Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;

Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,

Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook

Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:

And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep

Steady thy laden head across a brook;

Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,

Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.


3.-Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?

Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—

While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,

And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue;

Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn

Among the river sallows, borne aloft

Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;

And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft

The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies"

Keats


Vivaldi - Autumn

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

i must say, this has got to be one of the best posts ever. vivaldi and keats AND van gogh!

Franki Skye said...

what a beautiful poem.. love it. the fall is my favorite time of year, for sure. check out my blog at www.frankiskye.com if you have some time to kill :)

//Skye

lilliebe said...

I know this poem off by heart :)
It's great.

D.Perfecta said...

What a beautiful post!

Anonymous said...

jeje, yo les conocí una vez en el Festival de San Sebastián, aunque por separado. Ella me dijo que yo me parecía a a ella (y yo ¡gracias!) y él juro que me tiró los tejos. Un cañón es, súper alto. Y él no paraba de hablar de cuánto cuida a su hermana, de q la acompaña siempre pq él es mejor RRPP, y que desde q su padre murió están muy unidos... etc.
Fue genial

Diana Coronado said...

I ♥ Autumn is kind of melancolic

The wind is great

Andrea Martínez said...

Al fin puedo decirle adiós al otoño, por aquí ya se asoman los atizbos de verano

Trendology said...

what a lovely combination of keats and van gogh

..... said...

oh wow ::) what a great writting !!

Anonymous said...

Very good post, two thumbs up for that.

Cheers CK

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