Genre Nonfiction Poetry Poetry Friday

[Poetry Friday] Ushering in a New Season

Featuring Fall, Leaves, Fall by Emily Brontë.

Fats here.

Happy Friday! I have been “offline” for the last few days, trying to get some reading done and catching up with shows on Netflix. Writing a new post after a week of being offline threw me in a loop, but all is good. Fall is right around the corner, and I’d like to welcome my favorite season with a poem by Emily Brontë . Have a wonderful weekend!

Very grateful to Linda at TeacherDance for hosting this week’s Poetry Friday round-up!

Fall, Leaves, Fall

Emily Brontë

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

Silence of the fall, oil painting on canvas by Leonid Afremov. Image downloaded online.

Fats is the Assistant Manager for Circulation Services at the Wayne County Public Library in Wooster, Ohio. She considers herself a reader of all sorts, although she needs to work on her non-fiction reading. Fats likes a good mystery but is not too fond of thrillers. She takes book hoarding seriously and enjoys collecting bookmarks and tote bags. When she is not reading, Fats likes to shop pet apparel for her cat Penny (who absolutely loathes it).

1 comment on “[Poetry Friday] Ushering in a New Season

  1. I’m a fall fan, too. Emily Brontë finds wonder in everything 🙂 You might like “Autumn Leaves”

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