Red
December 9, 2006
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"I belt the morn with ribboned mist;
With baldricked blue I gird the noon,
And dusk with purple, crimson-kissed,
White-buckled with the hunter's-moon.
"These follow me," the Season says:
"Mine is the frost-pale hand that packs
Their scrips, and speeds them on their ways,
With gypsy gold that weighs their backs."
II
A daybreak horn the Autumn blows,
As with a sun-tanned hand he parts
Wet boughs whereon the berry glows;
And at his feet the red fox starts.
The leafy leash that holds his hounds
Is loosed; and all the noonday hush
Is startled; and the hillside sounds
Behind the fox's bounding brush.
When red dusk makes the western sky
A fire-lit window through the firs,
He stoops to see the red fox die
Among the chestnut's broken burrs.
Then fanfaree and fanfaree,
His bugle sounds; the world below
Grows hushed to hear; and two or three
Soft stars dream through the afterglow.
~ from Under Arcturus by Madison Cawein
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Comments:
A lovely photo!
You can't beat nature for beauty!Mine's up too
Posted by: libertybelle at December 9, 2006 3:49 PM
Happy Saturday!
Beautiful photo. Mine are up.
Posted by: Linda at December 9, 2006 11:05 PM
Me again,
I just realized you use AO. We use AO as well and are on the AO web ring. :-) How fun.
Posted by: Linda at December 9, 2006 11:06 PM
A beautiful spot of color on my monitor today. And beautiful words, too!
Posted by: Elise at December 11, 2006 4:05 PM
Praying for you, friend.
How beautiful. I adore red.
Maybe I'll try the photo thing in the new year.
I so enjoy your site.
Posted by: Donna-Jean Breckenridge at December 13, 2006 7:55 PM
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