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Tuesday 20 September 2011

LEARNING TO LOVE AUTUMN


Usually I am not too poetic, but it seems this next change of season has got me into a poetic humour and after saying goodbye to the summer with some thoughts and paintings, today I quite feel like welcoming autumn with some quotes and poetry of some great writers, accompanied by some photographs taken by me.

In fact, although I have never had a especial fondness for autumn, I have learnt to appreciate it, to treasure the warm and cosy evenings, eating the roasted chestnuts and reading a good book........ I have learnt to love it year after year and probably it has also a lot to do with the beautiful and bright colours that autumn leaves us as an amazing present every year during these autumn days.

"Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower”.
(Albert Camus)

"Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.”
(William Cullen Bryant)


"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)

"Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn".
(Elizabeth Lawrence)


"Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains,
a torch flung to the trees”.
(Faith Baldwin)

"Besides the autumn poets sing,
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the haze".
(Emily Dickinson)

"There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky,
which through the summer is not heard or seen,
as if it could not be, as if it had not been"
 (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

"Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
fluttering from the autumn tree” .
(Emily Bronte)

"For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together.
For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad".
(Edwin Way Teale)

"Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing.
Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring".
(Dorothy Parker)

"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor,
summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all”.
(Stanley Horowitz)

"Now autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods
And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt".
(William Allingham)

"Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the
gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.”
(Langston Hughes)

"It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur
more frequently in memory than in life".
(P.D. James)

"Colorful leaves
cover the ground . . .
slackers with leaf blowers".
(Danny Power)

"The turkey on the table
gravy spills over
my mashed potatoes".
(Chelsi Huson)

8 comments:

  1. Cred ca am vazut si comentat aceste fotografii pe celalalt blog, dar nu e nicio problema, imi plac si aici!

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  2. Marius, Vă mulţumim pentru comentariul dvs. Mario, mă bucur că vizita dumneavoastră va fi plăcut. O imbratisare!

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  3. The autumn is very romantic, her mantle of fallen leaves, make the station a passion.
    the weather is very pleasant, the pain is that it gets dark very soon, is a good time to travel with her boyfriend to a secluded place to enjoy the love, to engage in hobbies that we like to learn new thaings every day.

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  4. MADRILEÑA, you are always so romantic at any season my friend jejeje! But without any doubt autumm brings us many good things to enjoy!

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  5. 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.

    First verse of poem by Keats

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  6. Hello..

    I am Brazilian photographer André.
    Beautiful photos and very tasteful.
    The creativity, harmony, simplicity and romance.
    Works such as yours that encourages us to make beautiful pictures.
    I am already a follower.
    Congratulations.
    When you can visit my blog, I would be happy with your comments.
    http://andretavaresap.blogspot.com

    Thank you for your attention.
    Kisses friend

    André Tavares

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  7. Thanks Anonymous for leaving these beautiful verses by Keats, a lovely present of yours for this post.

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  8. Hello André, thanks very much for your kind comment and for becoming a follower of this blog. It is a pleasure for me. I will visit your blog as soon as possible. Be very welcome here and my kindest regards for you,

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