Share Your Favorite Fall Poem

Share a Fall poem with others.

I am particularly fond of Mary Oliver's poetry.  Her "Fall Song" from American Primitive (Boston/New York/Toronto/London. Little, Brown and Company. 1983) seems quite appropriate for these Fall days.  I quote from a few of the lines.

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Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,

the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows....

I try to remember when time's measure
painfully chafes, for instance when autumn

flares out as the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay--how everything livers, shifting

from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.
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