October

October was beautiful, of course. And I was busy with taking photos while walking the dogs. Poor dogs… all the times they had to stop and wait.

Easter was the last time I posted here on Poetic Underpinnings. But coming back and getting into the swing of sharing beauty and goodness with photos from October and autumnal poems seems rather perfect.

I love finding Mondrian paintings that are different from his lines and rectangles. This is just breathtaking.

From Wendell Berry’s Sabbath Poems

The summer ends, and it is time

To face another way. Our theme

Reverses, we harvest the last row

To store against the cold, undo

The garden that will be undone.

We grieve under the weakened sun

To see all earth's green fountains dried,

And fallen all the works of light.

You do not speak, and I regret

This downfall of the good we sought

As though the fault were mine. I bring

The plow to turn the shattering

Leaves and bent stems into the dark,

From which they may return. At work,

I see you leaving our bright land,

The last cut flowers in your hand.

Wendell Berry, from 1984 Sabbath Poems

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.

Matisse - I didn’t think he painted in earthy tones. I just love this.

Autumn Fires | Robert Louis Stevenson

In the other gardens
   And all up in the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
   See the smoke trail!

Pleasant summer over, 
   And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
   The grey smoke towers.

Sing a song of seasons!
   Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
   Fires in the fall!