Love Autumnal
MY love will come in autumn-time
When leaves go spinning to the ground
And wistful stars in heaven chime
With the leaves’ sound.
Then, we shall walk through dusty lanes
And pause beneath low-hanging boughs,
And there, while soft-hued beauty reigns
We’ll make our vows.
Let others seek in spring for sighs
When love flames forth from every seed;
But love that blooms when nature dies
Is love indeed!
Oliver Jenkins
I have come across this poem several times and like it. Maybe it’s corny, but I like corny. I wish I could have provided a link for Oliver Jenkins, but I haven’t been able to find one!
Corny? We need a lot more corny in our lives!!!
Found very little about the Massachusetts poet Oliver Jenkins but did find another poem he wrote at http://www.fullbooks.com/ANTHOLOGY-OF-MASSACHUSETTS-POETS2.html
Thanks for the introduction
Comment by endment — November 12, 2007 @ 2:37 pm |
I LIKE that poem! I don’t think it’s corny.
Comment by kenju — November 12, 2007 @ 2:37 pm |
Thanks for the link, endment.
@ kenju, I like it too!
Comment by Claude — November 12, 2007 @ 5:41 pm |
Oh I LOVE this picture Claude….you know I love Autumn most. And the poem too.
Comment by Joy — November 13, 2007 @ 1:40 am |
Thanks, Claude — I do love autumn and incidentally, met a nice man several weeks ago! Vows talk would be premature — but this is a lovely poem — who knows?
Comment by Sara — November 14, 2007 @ 2:01 am |