Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Autumn Equinox (Poem)

Autumn Equinox

Day and night

as equals
rush headlong


and harvester

of what we know

is to come
will surely fall

in surrender
be gathered


to ground
called —

like our spirits

and waiting —

to rise

and then again.

© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas

This poem is dedicated to Christine Valters Paintner, of Abbey of the Arts, whose recent beautifully written essay about the season's arrival, "Autumn: The Season of Paradox", was my inspiration.

My audio of the poem:

 Audio Recording of Autumn Equinox by mdoallas


Glynn said...

Lovely poem, Maureen -- the sense of the inevitability of the natural order.

Steve Gravano said...

Beautiful, just like autumn.

S. Etole said...

A beautiful cycle of promise and life.

Louise Gallagher said...

What beautiful inspiration arose from Christine's essay.


Cris Ferreira said...

Nature has its seasons and we have our seasons in life too.
Beautiful poem, Maureen!

katdish said...

Just perfect, Maureen. And very comforting.

Anonymous said...

you words
standing tall in my garden
a stem upholding
lovely withered petals
surrounding seeds
to feed the little birds

Brian Miller said...

the cycle of life...rising and falling...reused in another...for the good of all...

jen revved said...

This form creates such a powerful tension, sense of the speaker striving for exactitude-- an exquisite and contemplative. I especially love:

Day and night

as equals
rush headlong


and harvester


Pat Hatt said...

Natural balance to things and your verse, very nice.

ayala said...

lovely poem about the cycle of life.

Maureen said...

SoundCloud appears to be having some technical difficulties, so if the audio is not working on your visit, please check back here later to listen to my recording. Thank you.

Beachanny said...

Didn't get to hear the recording, but I loved the balance and the nostalgia inherent in the season, fitted into your lines. Beautiful. G.

Anonymous said...

nice picture of hope

floyd said...

This is beautiful... We are like the earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Chris G. said...

Quite the cycle. Like a phoenix from the ashes...a beautiful depiction of the season, and life.

hedgewitch said...

Fall and spring have the most beautiful poems written for them--something about them must speak to us very deeply of our own connection and renewal in their force--as expressed so simply and with such smoothness here.

Kim Nelson said...

The construction and separations make this piece all the more powerful. It's spareness lends to the essential message within, the inescapable cycles of life. Enjoyable read.

Ann LeFlore said...

What a wonderful promise and the cycle of life so well done and can see how you were inspired to write this

A Joyful Noise said...

Amen, I know from whence I came, and I know where I am going, my ashes really do no matter, for God has a new body for especially for me being prepared.

robkistner said...

This was really excellent Maureen --

"...rush headlong
and harvester..."

I found this passage to be strong.

Morning said...

profound flow.