10 October 2012

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Autumnal Splendor in Northern Italy :: Changing Leaves

To Autumn

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
   Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
   With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
   And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
      To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
   With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
      For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.



To hear the entire three verses of this John Keats poem, visit the Poetry Foundation website.
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19 comments:

  1. I think it is going to be a couple more weeks before they change her in Georgia! It is still to warm. Had a couple cold days, but I guess not enough to signal to the trees bring on fall.

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    1. It seems to have happened overnight here. Though, the leaves above with the slightest bit of green prove that it's been a little at a time. The crispness of fall has barely arrived.
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  2. The crispness has arrived in my part of the world. The nights are chilly..

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    1. I think it will be here shortly, but even this morning was still muggy...icky muggy.
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  3. Stunning image and beautiful words to go with it. I love autumn.

    Hugs xxx

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    1. Me too, Kasia! I hope all is going well with you and your package in your "pancia."
      Baci,
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  4. Wonderful colors - and I like your header very much.

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    1. Thank you, Kristin. I'm afraid that those grapes are long gone from the vines now.
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  5. Italian Autumn poem: La nebbia a gl'irti colli/ piovigginando sale/ e sotto il maestrale/ urla e biancheggia il mar ... San Martino (11 November), by G Carducci. :)

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    1. Thank you! I must admit I have not read much Italian poetry (short of a translation or two) other than things found in children's books.
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  6. yellow leaves !!! i miss those .....

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    1. They are so very pretty right now, Bonnie :)

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  7. Beautiful leaves and wonderful poem!

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    1. I hope you had a chance to read all three verses!
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  8. Dana, I like this poem by Vincenzo Cardarelli. It reminds me of Leopardi and my high school years... M
    Autunno. Già lo sentimmo venire
    nel vento d'agosto,
    nelle pioggie di settembre
    torrenziali e piangenti
    e un brivido percorse la terra
    che ora, nuda e triste,
    accoglie un sole smarrito.
    Ora passa e declina,
    in quest'autunno che incede
    con lentezza indicibile,
    il miglior tempo della nostra vita
    e lungamente ci dice addio.

    Vincenzo Cardarelli

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    1. ugghhh.... i have a hard enough time with literal Italian. Figurative mixed with literal will require some study this weekend!
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  9. Thank you for the photo and the poem :-) ...both are lovely

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  10. Happy autumn Dana! Are those grapes in your header something you grew??

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