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Autumn

john baker, May 29th, 2009. 3 comments. Filed under literature.

Autumn

A touch of cold in the Autumn night –

I walked abroad,

And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge

Like a red-faced farmer.

I did not stop to speak, but nodded;

And round about were the wistful stars

With white faces like town children.

TE Hulme (1912)

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3 Responses to “Autumn”

  1. Pearl says:
    29th May 2009 at 2:17 pm

    rather nice, that. a poem almost a century ago yet it could have been said by my dad.

    jb says: I just liked the similes. So strong.

  2. Rendy says:
    11th June 2009 at 6:24 am

    that poems remind me of my mother
    Do You know Why?

  3. photoshop says:
    29th November 2010 at 1:15 pm

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