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I Saw Old Autumn

Autumn Forest by Mihaela Limberea www.limberea.com



I  saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.


Thomas Hood


Autumn by Mihaela Limberea www.limberea.com



There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!


P. B. Shelley


Into the Woods by Mihaela Limberea www.limberea.com



Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.


William Allingham


There is a part of me that will forever want to be walking under autumn leaves ...

Autumn by Mihaela Limberea


There is a part of me that will forever want to be walking under autumn leaves, carrying a briefcase containing the works of Shakespeare and Yeats and a portable chess set. I will pass an old tree under which once on a summer night I lay on the grass with a fragrant young woman and we quoted e.e. cummings back and forth.


Roger Ebert


October

October



October is the month for painted leaves. Their rich glow now flashes round the world. As fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, so the year near its setting. October is its sunset sky; November the later twilight.


Henry David Thoreau (1817 - 1862)


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