Autumn Day

Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.

Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine;
grant them a few more warm transparent days,
urge them on to fulfillment then, and press
the final sweetness into the heavy wine.

Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,
and wander along the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.

-Rainer Maria Rilke from Ahead of All Parting

-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts

(photos of leaves taken at Guillemot Cove Nature Preserve, last photo is a humble tribute to Andy Goldsworthy — if you’ve never watched Rivers and Tides, you really should go rent it)

***Remember the next Poetry Party will be on Monday and you are invited!***