Island Life

Autumn’s wine…

IN THE DAYS OF THE GOLDEN ROD

ACROSS the meadow in brooding shadow
I walk to drink of the autumn’s wine–
The charm of story, the artist’s glory,
To-day on these silvering hills is mine;
On height, in hollow, where’er I follow,
By mellow hillside and searing sod,
Its plumes uplifting, in light winds drifting,
I see the glimmer of golden-rod.

In this latest comer the vanished summer
Has left its sunshine the world to cheer,
And bids us remember in late September
What beauty mates with the passing year.
The days that are fleetest are still the sweetest,
And life is near to the heart of God,
And the peace of heaven to earth is given
In this wonderful time of the golden-rod.

L M Montgomery

 

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6 thoughts on “Autumn’s wine…

  1. I opened up the Aug/Sept 2006 issue of Country Magazine published by Reiman Publications and discovered that this particular issue’s area of focus was the Canadian Maritime Provinces. Each issue they have a several colorful photos, along with an article about a particular region/province/or state. Unfortunately the website doesn’t feature that article. They only feature some but not all of the current issue’s articles. Here is the link however to get more info if you are interested:http://www.country-magazine.com/default.asp?RefURL=&KeyCode=&tdate=&PMCode=&OrgURL=I’m trying to email you but your link won’t work, my computer’s fault not yours…I’ll keep trying. Hope you are having a great day….how’s the weather…and when does school start?

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  2. I thought someone might bring that up Jeannine!! :)*sigh*Yes – when I am back in school then I will acknowledge that autumn is coming – not here yet – but coming. Summer is not quite vanished – I perhaps should have waited until "late Sep." as LM writes, but the golden rod is in bloom so I put the poem up to go with it. we are still swimming here so it is still summer – late summer – ok – very late summer – oh dear…I just love the water so much it is hard for me to let go of this season. Although I do love all of them – even winter with its cozy wood fires and stormy days.

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