23 September 2011

Nature XXVII, Autumn, as Emily saw it

Nature XXVII, Autumn

The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.

The maple wears a gayer scarf,

The field a scarlet gown.

Lest I should be old-fashioned,

I'll put a trinket on.

from the Gentlewoman here

But, Oh Emily dear, how I still love it.

Nature XXVII, Autumn by Emily Dickinson

4 comments:

MJH Design ArtsSeptember 24, 2011 at 2:18 AM
I think that Emily got it right! Happy Autumn. Mary
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AnonymousSeptember 24, 2011 at 2:43 AM
Très beau poème!
Thanks for sharing!
Bises
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KarenaSeptember 24, 2011 at 8:34 PM
How perfect! Autumn poetry by Emily! Gaye thank you for the introduction to The Gentlewoman. I have subscribed.

xoxo
Karena
Art by Karena
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P.Gaye Tapp at Little AugurySeptember 25, 2011 at 2:03 PM
Mary, Karena, dentel.I think Emily and I have much in common. Karena I have enjoyed the magazine. pgt
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My book HOW THEY DECORATED, for Rizzoli, was published in April of 2017. I have been an interior designer for over 30 years & have an abiding passion for the original, & history. Little Augury was born on New Year's Eve 2008. It began as a way of continuing a conversation with a beloved mentor & the promise to keep just a bit of his wit & wisdom alive by sharing it whenever possible. Little Augury focuses on interior design, art, literature, fashion & social history with an eye, always looking back to the past, in hope of understanding what is authentic & what will endure & what connects us to our environment. Always listening for the footstep on the old stair-the sound of lives that walked that way.

23 September 2011