The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock : T S Eliot : : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

T. S. Eliot in 1923, photographed by Lady Ottoline Morrell : :

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
BY T. S. ELIOT
S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma percioche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.

Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes,
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair —
(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin —
(They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”)
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?

And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?

And I have known the arms already, known them all—
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!)
Is it perfume from a dress
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
And should I then presume?
And how should I begin?

Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? …

I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep … tired … or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet — and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it towards some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”—
If one, settling a pillow by her head
Should say: “That is not what I meant at all;
That is not it, at all.”

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
And this, and so much more?—
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
“That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.”

No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
— T S Eliot : : Source: Collected Poems 1909-1962 (1963) : : From poetryfoundation org : For Educational Purposes only.

“The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock”, By T S Eliot is About the October poem par excellence, in addition to its outlandishly unusual, It is now seen as heralding a paradigmatic cultural shift from late 19th-century Romantic verse and Georgian lyrics to Modernism. : : Eliot only mentions the month once, but that one naming is enough to place the poem in the time of the year most suited to its tone of disjointed un – belonging. With its dark evening, yellow fog and overall air of the fall of the year and of man in equal measure. It is perhaps the best urban October poem.

The information and discussion HERE In BELOW are as from the Wikipedia’s Article, and poemanalysis.com & other summaries as available on the page of Google. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Eliot narrates the experience of Prufrock using the stream of consciousness technique developed by his fellow Modernist writers. The poem, described as a “drama of literary anguish”, is a dramatic interior monologue of an urban man, stricken with feelings of isolation and an incapability for decisive action that is said “to epitomize frustration and impotence of the modern individual” and “represent thwarted desires and modern disillusionment” : : Prufrock laments his physical and intellectual inertia, the lost opportunities in his life and lack of spiritual progress, and is haunted by reminders of unattained carnal love. With visceral feelings of weariness, regret, embarrassment, longing, emasculation, sexual frustration, a sense of decay, and an awareness of mortality, “Prufrock” has become one of the most recognized voices in modern literature. : : : :

Eliot called the poem a “love song” in reference to Rudyard Kipling’s poem “The Love Song of Har Dyal”, first published in Kipling’s collection Plain Tales from the Hills (1888) : : Eliot himself have pointed towards the autobiographical elements in the character of Prufrock. It was in his habit of rendering his name as “T. Stearns Eliot”, very similar in form to that of J. Alfred Prufrock. The title is actually the only place where Prufrock’s name is mentioned – in the poem he talks about himself in the first person. Eliot is clearly poking fun of himself with this title – as a young man he signed his name “T.


One of the poem’s central themes is social anxiety and how it affects Prufrock’s ability to interact with those around him. This line, like the others in the tea scene, is indicative of the discomfort Prufrock feels in social situations and his belief that he needs to put on a “face” or mask in order to fit in. : : Through his use of imagery and allusion in this poem, Eliot deals with themes that revolve around the fragile and self-conscious human condition, touching on the ideas of inadequacy, sexual anxiety and fear of mortality. : : In relation to time, this poem is a total trip. It ricochets back and forth between the past and the future, almost never settling on the present. One moment Prufrock is talking about all the things he’s going to do before having tea; the next moment he has had tea and still doesn’t have the energy to do anything. : : Prufrock’s character is marked by fears of old age. While he is aware that he should participate in social events, another personality tells him that the people will judge him based on his looks and age. : : Prufrock, is a middle aged modern tragic hero who is prone to irresolution and promises which are not kept. : :

It isn’t easy to decide what Prufrock is about; the fragmented poetic landscape of T.S. Eliot’s poetry makes it difficult to pin down one exact feeling within ‘The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.’ It is considered one of the most visceral, emotional poems and remains relevant today, particularly with millennials who are more than a little bit used to these feelings. : : It is a variation of the dramatic monologue, which was very popular from around 1757 to 1922. Examples of dramatic monologue include Marcel Proust (In Search of Lost Time), Henry James (Portrait of a Lady), Robert Browning (Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister), and the most infamous of all, James Joyce (Ulysses), for which the term ‘stream of consciousness’ writing was invented. ‘Prufrock’ is an early prototype of the ‘stream of consciousness’ writing, although it leans far more towards Browning than Joyce.

Anne Stevenson’s To My Daughter in a Red Coat : Anne Stevenson : : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

Headshot of Anne Stevenson ( 1933–2020 ) : : From poetry foundation. : : Born in Cambridge, England, Anne Stevenson moved between the United States and the United Kingdom numerous times during the first half of her life. While she considered herself an American, Stevenson qualified her status: “I belong to an America which no longer really exists.” Since 1962 she has lived mainly in the UK, including Cambridge, Scotland, Oxford, and, most then North Wales and Durham. : : Intersections and borders were common emblems in Stevenson’s work, Her poetry, according to poet George Szirtes, is “humane, intelligent and sane, composed of both natural and rational elements, and amply furnished with patches of wit and fury.” : In 2007 Stevenson was awarded the Lannan Lifetime Achievement Award for Poetry and the Poetry Foundation’s Neglected Masters Award. She has also received the Northern Rock Foundation Writer’s Award. Author of more than a dozen books of poetry and several books of prose (which include criticism, radio plays, essays, and biographies), Stevenson also edited two anthologies. Her biography of Sylvia Plath, Bitter Fame (1989), garnered critical and popular controversy for its sympathetic portrayal of Ted Hughes. Stevenson was a peer of Plath and Hughes, though as a new wife and mother. : : Initially a student of music, Stevenson earned her undergraduate and master’s degrees at the University of Michigan, where she studied with Donald Hall, who encouraged her to pursue poetry. Resistant to connections with any particular school of contemporary poetry, Stevenson honed her art apart from many of her peers but within the larger conversation of the form. As she says, “If I couldn’t overhear the rhythms and sounds established by the long, varied tradition of English poetry—say by Donne, Blake, Keats, Dickinson, Whitman, Frost—I would not be able to hear what I myself have to say. Poems that arise only from a shallow layer of adulterated, contemporary language are rootless. They taste to me like the mass-produced vegetables grown in chemicals for supermarkets.”: : In a 2007 essay, Stevenson wrote, “Although I rarely write in set forms now, poems still come to me as tunes in the head. Words fall into rhythms before they make sense. It often happens that I discover what a poem is about through a process of listening to what its rhythms are telling me.” : : “Ever since I can remember, I have been aware of living at what E.M. Forster called ‘a slight angle’ to the universe,” she says. “I have always had to create my own angular environment or perish. But that’s the whole point about borders. It’s the best place from which to be able to see both sides.”

Stevenson died in 2020.
retired elderly women in group of three African American and Caucasian female talking and sitting on bench in park in autumnal October afternoon.
IN THE LIGHT A ND DARK SHADES OF TREES little daughter in Red Coat skiping the dried fallen leaves under her foot and young adult mother in grey coat speaking and walking on in afternoon through sideways / passageways across tree alley at city park in beautiful colorful autumn
Pretty girl in red coat in the autumn park on the background of yellow leaves, green lawn is dancing with maple leaves ; having fun in autumn park, among fallen leaves.
Young beautiful ballerina in fair coat and pointe shoes sit on the bench, rest outdoors in autumn park.
Maple leaves in Autumn

To My Daughter in a Red Coat
BY ANNE STEVENSON ( Cambridge, U K )
Late October. It is afternoon.
My daughter and I walk through the leaf-strewn
Corridors of the park
In the light and the dark
Of the elms’ thin arches.

Around us brown leaves fall and spread.
Small winds stir the minor dead.
Dust powders the air.
Those shrivelled women stare.
At us from their cold benches.

Child, your mittens tug your sleeves.
They lick your drumming feet, the leaves.
You come so fast, so fast.
You violate the past,
My daughter, as your coat dances.
— Anne Stevenson. : From Poems 1955-2005. Bloodaxe Books Ltd. bloodaxebooks.com
Source: Poems 1955-2005 (Bloodaxe Books, 2005) : From poetry foundation.org. For Educational Purposes only.

“To My Daughter In A Red Coat”3 Stanzas nd 15 lines short October Poem By Anne Stevenson is About death, about time and the passing of time and growing older in age . The occasion in the poem is late October visits the city arriving in a public park, and although the poem doesn’t actually mention it, you can almost hear the dry crisp leaves under walking foot as the child with a gait in which steps and hop alternates and enjoys her warm red comfy protection of a small space on walking . The motherhood in this poem as a collection of moments yet not Its main theme. The vivid images of Autumn convey the transitory nature of motherhood and the speaker shows that she is aware of how short and quik this timespan appears. The images of motherhood is as natural as seasons, grows and changes, and approaches death too.

Stanza 1 : : “Late October. It is afternoon. 1
My daughter and I walk through the leaf-strewn 2
Corridors of the park 3
In the light and the dark 4
Of the elms’ thin arches.” 5 : : lines 1 To 5 : : ::

About a picture of the afternoon park in late October which becomes really colder with temperature drop down to about 13* C / 50* F. ( Night usually be of 10* C / 40* F ) in south eastern cities like London of England ( Northern areas is still more colder , and rural ones are close to winter ) the awareness to which requires wearing a Coat that attracts a daughter wearing “Red Coat” mentioned in the Title of the Poem. Hence the tender Autumn air of afternoon in late October makes ideal time to stroll through corridors of park. Here The Speaker Mother says, “My daughter and I walk through the leaf strewn corridors of the park , that is, the corridors are covered with the scattered leaves dispersed all over the ( “leaf-strewn” ) passageways “in the light and the dark Of the elm’s thin arches.” ( lines 4 & 5 ) : : : :

Stanza 2 : : “Around us brown leaves fall and spread. 6
Small winds stir the minor dead. 7
Dust powders the air. 8
Those shrivelled women stare. 9
At us from their cold benches.”10 : : lines 6 To 10 : : : :

About an unconcerned and unconnected observation by the Speaker Mother who says “Around us brown leaves fall and spread.” ( line 6 ) The autumn’s leaves are russet brown / chromatic , with a reddish tinge at their best ; falling but looks bright and striking. Yet The Speaker seems detached of the scenes and has not reported much. She says ,”Small winds stir the minor dead.” ( line 7 ) : the stirring wind ( which causes falling of minor leaf ) does not touch her emotionally. Besides the words like, “Small” and “minor” sounds as ‘moderate’ and ‘insignificant’ respectively. In calling minor ( leaf ) “dead” shows her lesser seriousness. : : She reports further finds in ,”Dust powders the air.” ( line 8 ) which have no apparent effects. And an eye – catching ,” Those shrivelled women stare. 9
At us from their cold benches.”10 : ( lines 9 & 10 ) : Aged and ill looking old women sitting on their “cold benches”are the onlookers with wide open eyes staring at the duo as noticed by The Speaker Mother. With this, we the readers can immediately find the three feminine figures in the midst of autumnal afternoon in the park. : The Mother watches her daughter, and notices the “shrivelled” aged Women. Her daughter is her childhood and youth time she will attain in future. She herself in the middle age will attain the Shrivelled state of old women in her body in ageing. In the backdrop of Autumnal late October and fast approaching Winter / Fall , the incongruity in appearances From Childhood through Youth / Middle Age To Oldness is not only disagreeable and inappropriate but also ironic and sad. The Ages have been pictured in the manner of wordage/ wordings that appear in the natural settings of changing Seasons. : : The “light and dark” of the “elm’s thin arches” ( in lines 4 & 5 in Stanza 1 ) pictures a revealing contrast between the quickly passing childhood and youth of her daughter and the age of the “shrivelled women” on the “cold benches.”( referred in lines 9 & 10 in Stanza 2 ) The Motherhood can bring at once together all the seasons of life which is an all time reminder that every phase of life is fast spanning , just like the fast changing 3 or 4 Seasons in the natural world. : : : :

Stanza 3 : : “Child, your mittens tug your sleeves. 11
They lick your drumming feet, the leaves. 12
You come so fast, so fast. 13
You violate the past, 14
My daughter, as your coat dances.” 15 : : lines 11 To 15 : : : :

About daughter’s “Red Coat” that “dances.” ( Last line 15 ), Although the Time controls everything in Natural World ,the beauty and ingenuousness ( naturalness ) are feting in one’s life time. This is realised by Mother when she notices and tells her Child, ” your mittens tug your sleeves. 11
They lick your drumming feet, the leaves. 12
You come so fast, so fast. 13
You violate the past, 14 : : Meaning , your mittens pull ( “tug” ) your sleeves. ( line 11 ) They ‘lap up’ / ( “lick”) your beating ( “drumming” ) feet , the brown and dead leaves as a child does not kick up but skips these leaves of autumn.( line 12 ) : Time is an admonisher giving a warning, by constantly ” drumming.” Sound : : The two lines, “You come so fast.” ( line 13 ) & “You violate the past.”( line 14 ) are the comparison to transience of impermanence in growing from childhood through youth and thus onward ageing till becoming Older. All these phases of life span out so fast and finally, there is an inevitability of ending and dying. : : : :

The poem seems to be more about death, about time and the passing of time, and not so much about motherhood or a daughter. : : There is a feeling that death is nearby. Autumn gives way to Winter, A little Child will grow old, as the Speaker Mother and then as the Older Shrivelled Women , looker – on. : : : :

With the last line 15 the Poem ends on a resonant literary note of observation as The Speaker Mother says, “My daughter, as your coat dances.” 15 : This is how A bright “Red” colour of life – giving vibrancy is expected to be feting, in its display on the restorative Coat , dances. : : : :

“To My Daughter In A Red Coat” , An October Poem by Anne Stevenson Information Appreciation and poem Analysis Presented by V Jayaraj Pune India May 12 , 2023 : : : : : : : :

The Wild Swans at Coole : William Butler Yeats : : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

The Wild Swans at Coole
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty swans.

The nineteenth autumn has come upon me
Since I first made my count;
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
Upon their clamorous wings.

I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.
All’s changed since I, hearing at twilight,
The first time on this shore,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Trod with a lighter tread.

Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.

But now they drift on the still water,
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake’s edge or pool
Delight men’s eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?
— W B Yeats
Source: The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats (1989) : From poetry foundation.org For Educational Purposes only.

“The Wild Swans at Coole” By an Irish Poet William Butler Yeats ( 1865 – 1939 ) is About “nine and fifty Swans”taking flight from the lake at Coole Park.
If the sunrise grows later in October, the sunset tallies earlier, and it was in an early Galway October twilight that WB Yeats sees the aforesaid Swans settled in the shade of the golden autumn leaves. : : Yeats explores in the Poem the frailty of human life through his speaker who becomes keenly aware of his own ageing as he watches the same swans that he has watched year after year.
In that book, it is mentioned that the swans in “The Wild Swan at Coole” symbolize the perfect intensity of youth in their changeless pattern, which preserves youth in the ruse of eternity. The last two stanzas describe the swans, they are “unwearied”, “mysterious” and “beautiful”. It’s all about self-sacrifice. It’s a fairy tale with a moral about how we act towards others, One has to be careful on one’s guard. This lyric poem Written between 1916 and early 1917, was first published in the June 1917 issue of the Little Review, and became the title poem in the Yeats’s 1917 and 1919 collections . : : Nature and the Swans symbolize the past and the passing of time in the Poet’s life. In looking at the swans on the lake, the speaker sees the past years of his life, his memories, his past loves, and even his death.. : :

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A Letter in October : Ted Kooser : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

Ted Kooser ( b. 1939 )http://www.tedkooser.net: Ted Kooser is known for his poetry and essays that celebrate the quotidian and capture a vanishing way of life. Kooser’s poems reflect his abiding interest in the past while offering clear-eyed appraisal of its hardships. While Kooser’s work often treats themes like love, family and the passage of time, Leithauser noted that “Kooser’s poetry is rare for its sense of being so firmly and enduringly rooted in one locale.” His collections of poetry include The well-observed truths of Kooser’s next book, Weather Central (1994) , essay collections include Local Wonders: Seasons in the Bohemian Alps (2002) and Lights on a Ground of Darkness (2009). Delights and Shadows (2004) went on to win the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry , Flying at Night: Poems 1965-1985 (2005), Splitting an Order (2016), and Kindest Regards: New and Selected Poems (2018). In partnership with the Poetry Foundation, Kooser founded “American Life in Poetry,” which offers a free weekly poem to newspapers across the United States. Kooser’s The Poetry Home Repair Manual: Practical Advice for Beginning Poets (2005) and Writing Brave and Free (2006), offer help to aspiring poets and writers, both in the guise of practical writing tips and essays on poetry. : : Kooser has said, “I write for other people with the hope that I can help them to see the wonderful things within their everyday experiences. In short, I want to show people how interesting the ordinary world can be if you pay attention.” : : Kooser’s fame—including a Pulitzer Prize for Poetry—came late in his career.: : Kooser teaches poetry and nonfiction at the University of Nebraska, and continues to write. “I waste very little time anymore,” : his many honors and awards include the Nebraska Book Award, a Pushcart Prize, the Stanley Kunitz Prize, a Merit Award from the Nebraska Arts Council and two fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts.

A Letter in October
BY TED KOOSER
Dawn comes later and later now,
and I, who only a month ago
could sit with coffee every morning
watching the light walk down the hill
to the edge of the pond and place
a doe there, shyly drinking,

then see the light step out upon
the water, sowing reflections
to either side—a garden
of trees that grew as if by magic—
now see no more than my face,
mirrored by darkness, pale and odd,

startled by time. While I slept,
night in its thick winter jacket
bridled the doe with a twist
of wet leaves and led her away,
then brought its black horse with harness
that creaked like a cricket, and turned

the water garden under. I woke,
and at the waiting window found
the curtains open to my open face;
beyond me, darkness. And I,
who only wished to keep looking out,
must now keep looking in.
— Ted Kooser, “A Letter in October” from Weather Central. University of Pittsburgh Press, Pittsburgh : http://www.upress.pitt.edu. : : From poetry foundation.org : For Educational Purposes only.

“A Letter In October”American autumn Poem ( of New England side ) By Ted Kooser is About monthly feature at more northerly latitudes that view the sudden onset of very short days and increasingly late sunrises fascinating with this gradual foreseeable suddenness. : : : :

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Come October, It’s the lake not border : Lyn Hejinian : : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

Lyn Hejinian ( Lyn Hejinian was born on May 17, 1941, in San Francisco, California, : B.A. from Harvard University in 1963 : ) Poet, essayist, translator, and publisher Lyn Hejinian is a founding figure of the Language poetry movement of the 1970s and an influential force in the world of experimental and avant-garde poetics. Her poetry is characterized by an unusual lyricism and descriptive engagement with the everyday. She is the author of many poetry collections, including My Life and My Life in the Nineties (Wesleyan University Press, 2013), The Book of a Thousand Eyes (Omnidawn, 2012), The Fatalist (Omnidawn, 2003), and her landmark work My Life (Burning Deck, 1980). A native Californian, she teaches in the English Department at the University of California, Berkeley. : : Her long “novels” My Life (2002) and Oxata (1991) unabashedly draw on her own experiences and are in some ways recognizably autobiographical. : : In 2007, she was elected a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets. Her honors or awards include the Guggenheim Fellowship, a Writing Fellowship from the California Arts Council, a grant from the Poetry Fund, and a Translation Fellowship from the National Endowment of the Arts for Russian language translations. : : She was editor of Tuumba Press From 1976 to 1984, and she coedited Poetics Journal (with Barrett Watten) from 1981 to 1999. : : Hejinian is best known for her book-length prose poem, My Life (1980, 1987), in which “Yet we insist that life is fully of happy chance” appears.

from The Fatalist: “Come October, it’s the lake not the border”
BY LYN HEJINIAN
Come October, it’s the lake not the border
that has been redrawn. Thinking
about the event afterwards, I realize how remarkably well-prepared
the girls are. There don’t seem to be any slouches
among them. Please tell them I say hello and that we’ll need 14
for the green salad and 14 for the apple tarts between
with some rapid washing in clear water I remember as play
and planning in childhood, preparing until the very last moment
for a gripping narrative that was itself perpetually given over
to improvisations and asymmetrical collaborations that could run
for days. That makes another 14. It was ”the word“ or “the world” in 1981
when we undertook to talk about the phrase
“once in a while” once in a while
noting the vagueness then named “a while” and how “once” the phrase
recurs and therefore means more than once
the “while” is defined. We too are in “a while”
and when “once” next occurs, if the basic design suits
you, we will need a bit of modestly biographical contextualization
for November. I’m going to put some thought to something
implausibly contemporary which perhaps isn’t wise
since between then and now no new coincidences have been noted
just one large color photograph of bespangled cowgirls
herding heavy bulls up the avenue that opens this week carefully
wearing baby blue boots to take out the garbage
but it never rained. At the end of the month, Halloween should be clear.

— Lyn Hejinian, “Come October, it’s the lake not the border …” from The Fatalist. Copyright © 2003 by Lyn Hejinian. Omnidawn Publishing, ( 2003 ) http://www.omnidawn.com.
From poetryfoundation.org. For Educational Purposes only.

“Come October”, By Lyn Hejinian is About American Autumn. “It’s the lake not the border, an extract from the long poem The Fatalist.” Hejinian’s autumn is less lyrical, underneath the surface many of the concerns being voiced are remarkably.

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October : Edward Thomas : : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

Philip Edward Thomas , From Welsh ( 3 March 1878
Lambeth, Surrey, England — 9 April 1917 (aged 39) Areas , Pas-de-Calais, France. : : Journalist essayist ,poet : Nature poetry, war poetry : Spouse – Helen Noble (m. 1899) : A British writer of poetry and prose. He is sometimes considered a war poet, although few of his poems deal directly with his war experiences. He only started writing poetry at the age of 36, but by that time he had already been a prolific critic, biographer, nature writer and travel writer for two decades. In 1915, he enlisted in the British Army to fight in the First World War and was killed in action during the Battle of Arras in 1917, soon after he arrived in France. On 11 November 1985, Thomas was among 16 Great War poets commemorated on a slate stone unveiled in Westminster Abbey’s Poet’s Corner.[39] The inscription, written by fellow poet Wilfred Owen, reads: “My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.” : A study centre dedicated to Thomas is located at Petersfield Museum in Hampshire. : At least 19 of his poems were set to music by the Gloucester composer Ivor Gurney. : Thomas was described by British Poet Laureate Ted Hughes as “the father of us all.”
Clump of Scots pine trees on May Hill – Robert Frost and Thomas walked here and it was here that Thomas began writing his poem “Words”. “Crowding the solitude
Of the loops over the downs,
Hushing the roar of towns
And their brief multitude” — Edward Thomas:: In Memoriam

“The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood
This Eastertide call into mind the men,
Now far from home, who, with their sweethearts, should
Have gathered them and will do never again.“


– 6. IV. 15. 1915
“Gossamers” : Cobweb filaments: Spider’s web with dew drops at sunrise, Sweden – stock photo
Vastmanland, Sweden. Most spiders spin webs using spider silk, a protein polymer which is very strong and elastic. Web building can be extremely complex, with the inclusion of several types of strand including sticky, and scaffolding ( staging support ) threads.

October Poem : : by Edward Thomas ( 1878-1917 ) : : London, U K : : : : : : :

The green elm with the one great bough of gold
Lets leaves into the grass slip, one by one, —
The short hill grass, the mushrooms small milk-white,
Harebell and scabious and tormentil,
That blackberry and gorse, in dew and sun,
Bow down to; and the wind travels too light
To shake the fallen birch leaves from the fern;
The gossamers wander at their own will.
At heavier steps than birds’ the squirrels scold.
The rich scene has grown fresh again and new
As Spring and to the touch is not more cool
Than it is warm to the gaze; and now I might
As happy be as earth is beautiful,
Were I some other or with earth could turn
In alternation of violet and rose,
Harebell and snowdrop, at their season due,
And gorse that has no time not to be gay.
But if this be not happiness, — who knows?
Some day I shall think this a happy day,
And this mood by the name of melancholy
Shall no more blackened and obscured be.

— Edward Thomas. : : From poetryhunter.com : For Educational Purposes only.

“October” A Two Stanzas , 21 lines Autumn Poem By Edward Thomas is About his mindful and intense experiencing of keeping with the Seasons , its Seasonal Immixing ( uniting elements ) and interchange, and about focusing on to man’s alienation / his isolation and depression ( which he called “melancholy”) . Thomas wrote this Poem in Mid October of the year , 1915. : : : : A favorite : 20th century Welsh poet Edward Thomas who is less well-known in the U.S. than he is in the U.K., perhaps because he’s sometimes classed as a “Georgian poet”, loosely given to early 20th century British poets who weren’t Modernists. : : : :

1 ST Stanza : : ” The green elm with the one great bough of gold 1
Lets leaves into the grass slip, one by one, –2
The short hill grass, the mushrooms small milk-white, 3
Harebell and scabious and tormentil, 4
That blackberry and gorse, in dew and sun,5
Bow down to; and the wind travels too light6
To shake the fallen birch leaves from the fern; 7
The gossamers wander at their own will. 8
At heavier steps than birds’ the squirrels scold.” 9: : lines 1 To 9 : : : :

About Autumn as observed by The Poet. The Poet loves to wander through the forest admiring the beauty and the wonderful life in Flora setting off the colours and Fauna, vivid activities in autumnal October. He says from his straight observation “The gossamers wander at their own will.” ( line 8 ) The list includes ” The green elm” described as ” with the one great bough of gold ( line 1 ) ” Lets leaves in to the grass slip , one by one.” ( line 2 ) : Here ” great bough” is any larger branch of the elm tree.

Single elm tree in autumn colours, Lombardy, Italy.
Young green new elm leaves double serrated on a branch against a blue sky.

“The small milk – white mashrooms” in “The short hill grass” ( line 3 ) :

The flowers he mentions in October – “scabious, harebell and tormentil – ” : :

With a succession of summer flowers – sometimes into autumn – scabious of genus scabiousa, are great additions to borders. They can be perennials, surviving for several years, or annual or biennials, dying after flowering. Good for cutting, the flowers are attractive to bees and butterflies
“Harebells” ( Campanula rotundifolia ) : This delicate blue wild flower is called the Scottish bluebell but can be found around most of the UK in summer. Found from July to October. Harebells are evergreen perennials and the clusters of long stalked, heart shaped, toothed leaves remain green in winter. Seedlings develop small round leaves during the colder months. Between April and June flower stems develop, growing to a height of 15-40cm.
Beautiful small yellow flowers of blooming Common Tormentil (Potenyilla erecta) growing on the meadow. :
deep-yellow anthers are flattened discs with shallow groove along the centre. The green ovary in the centre is 4-lobed. It has what might be 4(?) yellow styles spreading out from the centre of the ovary. frequent find in most upland areas of Britain and Ireland. Tormentil has tiny flowers, usually 1cm to 1.5cm across and the colour of buttercups. This wildflower is easily distinguished from a buttercup because, although its leaves are similar to those of buttercups, the flowers of Tormentil have just four petals, unlike most other members of the botanical family Rosaceae, which have five. ( Butter cups are members of the family Ranunculaceae, and they have five petals on each flower )

“That blackberry and gorse, in dew and sun,5
Bow down to;” ( in lines 5 & 6 ) :

Blackberry leaf in Dew( s)
Blackberry bush in Sun
( western ) gorse in Dew(s) / water droplets

” and the wind travels too light 6
To shake the fallen birch leaves from the fern; ” 7

Dry yellow fallen birch leaves in muddy puddle on the ground. Rainy autumn/Fall background. Mud & Damaged dirty road with water. Footpath in Mess.

“The gossamers wander at their own will. 8
At heavier steps than birds’ the squirrels scold.” 9 : “Gossamers” , here in line 8 means ‘cobweb’ , the web filament spun by Spider which are reported as “wandering at their own will.” : Suggestive of The Poet’s own worldviews in fine wandering on the forest walk -ways in all directions. : : By description of the “Squirrels” having ” heavier steps than bird’s , “scold.” , The Poet pictures this animals angrily take to tasks at the every turn of the walk – ways in the forest walk ways. : : : :

The Poet started to write his Poetry again at the new camp he is posted to at Hare Hall, Romford ( A large town in east London and the administrative centre ) he has set aside any inclination to name them directly . ( Edward Thomas , a friend of American Poet Robert Frost, was born in Lambeth, London in 1878; he died on April 9, 1917, killed in the war by a shell blast in the Battle of Arras. France ) Yet he gives straight description of what he sees during his joyful walking through Epping forest. sudden patch of bright green grass or a tree with blazing autumnal leaves ,many small trees of birch, elms and colourful flowers seen in October; for some, end of the flowering season , for others , continuous as they flourish throughout the year. On an autumn day gossamers – cobwebs floating in the air – wander and squirrels scutter along rushing hastily in their silly up and down. At different moments of the day the forest can interchange outlook, mood and that is the season – ability drawn in picturesque way. : : : :

Stanza 2 : : ” The rich scene has grown fresh again and new 10
As Spring and to the touch is not more cool 11
Than it is warm to the gaze; and now I might 12
As happy be as earth is beautiful, 13
Were I some other or with earth could turn 14
In alternation of violet and rose, 15
Harebell and snowdrop, at their season due, 16
And gorse that has no time not to be gay. 17
But if this be not happiness, — who knows? 18
Some day I shall think this a happy day, 19
And this mood by the name of melancholy 20
Shall no more blackened and obscured be.” 21 : : 12 lines 10 To 21 : : : :

About melancholic thoughts in depressive sadness in Existential isolation and dislocation experienced by the Poet despite the splendid beauty that surrounds him. : : To the poet, the two seasons of Autumn & Spring have a similar effect on him. He says in lines 10 To 13, ” The rich scene has grown fresh again and new 10
As Spring and to the touch is not more cool 11
Than it is warm to the gaze; and now I might 12
As happy be as earth is beautiful,” 13 : : lines 10 To 13 : : ” Autumn” seems to him as viable vital and life sustaining alike ” Spring “: He wants to wake up with renewed interest in something creative , suggestive of ( Poetry Writing ! He confirmed this in his correspondences with his friends ) Suddenly , he finds that “Coldness” of Wintertime is no more touching his sensitivity. And it is “warm to the gaze” in his long fixed look , perhaps over the years, from season to season , from One joyful October To The Next October of Happiness. And he says, ” As happy be as earth is beautiful,” ( line 13 ) : : : :

Yet he says that he could enjoy it now only if he were some other person , as in line 14 , “Were I some other or with earth could turn” 14 : He is in such a melancholic state that it is difficult for him at this time of October at the peak of his patriotism ( he has chosen fighting/ camping at the battlefield of World War ! In the year , 2015 ) He could have preferred to enjoy writing poetry. He is hopeful that some day like spring in the future time of autumnal October such interchangeable scene will occur and then it will be again a joyful day for him with no longer saddened feelings by depressive thoughts of melancholy that are hindering joyousness of present-day October. : : : :

He wishes if he were some other ( joyful person ) in line 14 , “or with earth could turn 14
In alternation of violet and rose, 15
Harebell and snowdrop, at their season due, 16
And gorse that has no time not to be gay. ” 17 : : Here, by the word , “alternation” , The Poet wishes some successive change from one state to another and back again , that is interchangeability in the elements of the changing season(s) : so that “earth could turn” ( line 14 ) : He names the Flowers in alternations : which are “Rose” 🌹 and “Violet” ( line 15 ) and “Harbell ” and ” “snowdrop” ( line 16 ) at their due season spreading over the span of distance , space and time throughout all the seasons of Spring , Summer , Autumn , Rain and Winter . Thus Flowering Colours and Greenery traverse a broad range of landscapes and meet with activities in Nature. And “gorse that has no time not to be gay.” ( line 17 ) promote a bright , pleasant and cheery feelings. : : : :

certainty: the rose will accompany us for a long, long time! La Rose in October :The Greeks, Romans and Egyptians discovered the beauty of the romantic rose many thousands of years ago; we had to wait until the 16th century. : : Roses represents love and trust, and the thorns indicate that love is not always a bed of roses. Red roses in particular are inextricably linked to love : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Symbolist meaning of the Roses with its colour Red: love and respect.
White: true love, purity, dignity, chastity.
Pink: happiness, gratitude, virtue.
Orange: longing, appreciation, sympathy.
Yellow: intimate friendship, solidarity. : : A red rose combined with a white rose expresses the desire to always be together. Many roses in a bouquet means gratitude, and one single rose in a big mixed bouquet means: “you are my one and only love!” Let the roses do the talking!
Close shot of “Violet” flowers of Symphyotrichum dumosum in October
“Harebell” wildflowers Campanula rotundifolia Bellflower family Bluebells. Beautyful autumnal flower on bright autumn green yellow orange blurred background.
“Snowdrop” Flowers in October : Chestnuts with leaf : Illustration

The contrasting of physical beauty with the inner spiritual upheaval of man helps the Poem”October” in expressing a great deal in just few Poetic words, finally of ‘HOPE’ when The Poet hopes to return to joyful Days Of Autumnal October , although he had to forsake or leave behind the feelings of emotional intensity in his depressive thoughts of “melancholy” He had to leave in the lurch ( difficult vulnerable position ) proudly maintaining his self esteem when he could enjoy the October splendidly spread before him. : ” But if this be not happiness, — who knows? 18
Some day I shall think this a happy day, 19
And this mood by the name of melancholy 20
Shall no more blackened and obscured be.” 21 : : : :

“October”By Edward Thomas Information Appreciation and poem Analysis Presented by V Jayaraj Pune India May 8 , 2023 : : : : : : ::

October : Robert Frost: : October Poems Months : : Poems : :

Robert Frost ( March 26, 1874 , At San Francisco CA , U. S. – – Robert Frost is considered one of the quintessential American poets celebrated for his ability to illustrate the common man as they attempt to traverse through the various philosophical aspects of life.

Born in 1874, Frost spent the first 11 years of his life in San Francisco. Upon his father’s death, he and his mother and sister relocated to Massachusetts, where he became interested in poetry. As such, a majority of Frost’s poetry is set in various New England settings. While enrolled at Dartmouth College and later Harvard University, Frost never formally earned a college degree.

At 21, Frost married his high school sweetheart, Elinor White, who was inspirational to him and his poetry. The two eventually moved to England, where Frost befriended poet Ezra Pound. As an established poet, Pound helped promote and publish Frosts’ work. Upon returning to American in 1915, he had already published two full-length poetry collections, and by the 1920s, he became established as one of the great American poets.

By the time of his death in 1963, Frost earned four Pulitzer Prizes, served as a consultant for the Library of Congress, was awarded the Congressional Gold Medal, and delivered a poem at President John F. Kennedy’s inauguration. According to President Kennedy, Frost “saw poetry as the means of saving power from itself. When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man’s concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.”
Robert Frost Commemorative Gold Medal

October
BY ROBERT FROST ( 1874 – 1963 ) : : : :
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

“October”A 21 lines in One long Stanza Pastoral poem, and published in ” A Boy’s Will ; first in 1913 in England , & in 1915 in America, By Robert Frost ( 1874 – 1963 ) is About exploring the philosophy of Time and Death with the use of Natural World. Frost wishes for time to be slowed before winter comes, and urges the reader to appreciate each moment. Frost uses winter as a metaphor for death and finality, and asks for fantasy to take him away from this reality. : : “October” is used in place for death. October time is requested to slow down a bit because the people are mostly against the changes that take place when the winter comes. He wants the shedding of the leaves to be a very slow : one from near tree and one from far ones. Thus he wants the Time to almost stop. Autumn is a betoken for winter so is old age for death. Frost does not want death to come to soon and in the same way it is compared with the October. : : October morning is quiet and mild because of cold. The leaves have ripened and may fall any time. If wind on the next day will be strong, it might make the leaves fall and turn into waste. The crows calling from the forest may gather themselves and move far from the chilly weather. So, the poet urges the October morning to begin the day bit slowly so that the day would seem bit longer. (In winter days are very brief). He says that human beings are not opposed to be enchanted. So, the nature should enchant them in its well known way. However, the poet urges nature to release one ripened leaf at dawn, one at noon, one from their trees, one from others. Once the leave are all gone, that symbolizes the time of death before the cycle begins again. Finally, in the evening, when the sun is going to set, he wishes that mist should slow down its journey and enchant the entire sky with purple colour of amethyst. : : CLICK HERE In BELOW to enjoy the Reading of “October” By Robert Frost ::::

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First Part : : “O hushed October morning mild, 1
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; 2
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild, 3
Should waste them all. 4
The crows above the forest call; 5
Tomorrow they may form and go. 6
O hushed October morning mild, 7
Begin the hours of this day slow. 8
Make the day seem to us less brief. 9
Hearts not averse to being beguiled, 10
Beguile us in the way you know. 11
Release one leaf at break of day; 12
At noon release another leaf; 13
One from our trees, one far away. 14
Retard the sun with gentle mist; 15
Enchant the land with amethyst. 16
Slow, slow! “17 : : lines 1 To 17 : : : :

About Addressing To The Season of Winter: The addressee ( on a day and changing Season ) is , ” Hushed October , Morning mild ( line 1 ) , “Leaves that have ripened to the Fall” ( line 2 ) The “Tomorrow’s Wind” , expectedly “wild”( line 3 ) may blow away these ripened leaves ( of their changed colours ) would then “waste them all.”( line 4 ) : : ” The crows above the forest call:” ( line 5 ) “may form and go , Tomorrow.”( line 6 ) is suggestive of the imminent migration ( towards south to spend winter time ) of the birds. : : The next line 7 is repetitive / refrain of line 1. : A humble request with a sank voice in supplication to “begin the hours of this day slow” ( line 8 ) which is for making “the day seem to us ( mankind at large ) less brief.” ( line 9 ) : : In The next ( line 10 ) is , ” Beguile us in the way you know.” crafty influence is wrapped for sake of”us” ( mankind at large ) “in the way you ( Attentive Natural World of October ) know.” For programming in five ways : 1) “Release one leaf at break of day.” : 2) ” At noon release another leaf.” : 3) ” One from our trees , one far away.” : 4) “Retard the sun with gentle mist.,” : 5) Enchant the wind with amethyst.”, that is, hold the land spellbound with the Purple Charm of ( amethyst ) Nature during Winter Time : : ( lines 12 To 16 ) addressing the Time , more specifically Morning , Noon time as well as more specific place in Natural World : “Our Tree” and “Tree far away” : The “Sun” to be specifically retarded by “Mist” in operating at a slower rate and checking out its activities. : : Finally , line 17 imperatively address wilh a message of well – being for Mankind in just two words , ” Slow, slow ! “that can influence the ‘attentive’ Nature / “October” : : : :

Final Quatrain : : ” For the grapes’ sake, if they were all, 18
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,19
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost— 20
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.” 21 : : lines 18 To 21 : : : :

About “grapes .. along the wall.”yielding a lot of harms in winter when, ” leaves already are burnt with frost.( line 19 ) , “Whose clustered fruit must else be lost –” A refrain of ” For the grapes’ sake along the wall.” ( line 21 ) increase the significance of the “grapes” and their unpleasant and trying situations in the changing Season of Winter With Frost which entangle their twisting along the wall and stop them go high to achieve the still higher goals , skyward making it difficult, for their extrication from a fixed condition along the wall. : : : :

“October” , A Pastoral Poem By Robert Frost , Information Appreciation and poem Analysis Presented by V Jayaraj Pune India May 7 , 2023 : : : : : : : :

October : Paul Laurence Dunbar: : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

Paul Laurence Dunbar ( 1872 – 1906 ) : The author of numerous collections of poetry and prose, was one of the first African American poets to gain national recognition. His most popular poem, “Sympathy.” : :

October
Paul Laurence Dunbar – 1872-1906 : Ohio


October is the treasurer of the year,
And all the months pay bounty to her store;
The fields and orchards still their tribute bear,
And fill her brimming coffers more and more
. But she, with youthful lavishness,
Spends all her wealth in gaudy dress,
And decks herself in garments bold
Of scarlet, purple, red, and gold.

She heedeth not how swift the hours fly,
But smiles and sings her happy life along;
She only sees above a shining sky;
She only hears the breezes’ voice in song.
Her garments trail the woodlands through,
And gather pearls of early dew
That sparkle, till the roguish Sun
Creeps up and steals them every one.

But what cares she that jewels should be lost,
When all of Nature’s bounteous wealth is hers?
Though princely fortunes may have been their cost,
Not one regret her calm demeanor stirs.
Whole-hearted, happy, careless, free,
She lives her life out joyously,
Nor cares when Frost stalks o’er her way
And turns her auburn locks to gray.

— Paul Laurence Dunbar

“October”A 24 lines Poem , By Paul Laurence Dunbar ( June 27, — February 9, 1906 ) is About life’s philosophy while expressed by its comparison to a beautiful girl , her “beauty in full colours” and the way she lives “joyously” without caring that her beauty will pass away.” She would not care when “Frost stalks over her way. And turns auburn locks to gray.”( “Auburn” describes dark reddish brown chromatic colour ; “gray” an achromatic colour of lightness describes oldness ) Here, October does not care when “Frost”haunts in her way and dark red brown colours of her beauty is held up or kept engaged in lighter gray. A “treasurer” is responsible for the accounts and wealth—all payments paid to her, and she has to manage the control of what to do with this treasure. October, is the “treasurer of the year” in this sense that “all the months pay bounty to her store,” filling her “brimming coffers”/ Chests Full of valuables. The brimming fruits of their labor. She should have guarded the bounty diligently as the most valuable treasure. ; Yet she “spends all her wealth in gaudy dress.”that is, the flashy colourful costumes the display of which may be flimsy and tastelessly showy.

The “bounty” paid here is in the form of the harvest ; many fruits , vegetables and grains in abundant supply are ready to be collected , for Storage in “October”, and consumption that would duly last for rest of the months . “Bounty”, in a literal sense, is a generosity evinced by the seasonal culmination of months in hard work and nature’s nurturance on the plants of grains and trees of fruits and their human cultivators / farmers who are willing to give back freely. Dunbar calls “October” as a “lavish”overgenerous young girl, expending profusely from all the bounty given to her and exhibiting it in a brilliant colors shining brightly and intensively. ( a confirmed approval to the Fall colors and Turning of Trees.) Her habits as treasurer is based on the knowledge that “Frost stalks o’er her way, that is coming through stealthily in haunting search of the treasure no matter what this “October” girl does who may as well “live out joyously.” October is wealth manager in charge of this harvest economy. Yet, she is foolish and inefficient custodian of her wealth. Although she is happy, carefree, joyous, beautiful ; and the Poem is also unequivocally beautiful , an extended metaphor in personified red-headed blonde as October , the collector of the treasure and bounty keeper, should not be envied but remembered as idealized arrogant marked by erratic changeableness which is ironically humorous and mocking. In “October”, Dunbar alternates his rhyme scheme of ABAB to AABB to add some delightful variety. The autumn notes of harvest bounty and fast approaching Fall / Winter are overwhelmingly impressive. : : : :

Notes for each of the 24 lines Pending visit this post again later on to enjoy the appreciation of the poem V Jayaraj Pune India May 6 , 2023 : : : : : : : :

Poem in October :DYLAN THOMAS : : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

Swansea University is a public research university located in Swansea, Wales, United Kingdom. It was chartered as University College of Swansea as the fourth college of the University of Wales and in 1948 became the first campus university in the UK.

Poem in October
BY DYLAN THOMAS
It was my thirtieth year to heaven
Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood
And the mussel pooled and the heron
Priested shore
The morning beckon
With water praying and call of seagull and rook
And the knock of sailing boats on the net webbed wall
Myself to set foot
That second
In the still sleeping town and set forth.

My birthday began with the water-
Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name
Above the farms and the white horses
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days.
High tide and the heron dived when I took the road
Over the border
And the gates
Of the town closed as the town awoke.

A springful of larks in a rolling
Cloud and the roadside bushes brimming with whistling
Blackbirds and the sun of October
Summery
On the hill’s shoulder,
Here were fond climates and sweet singers suddenly
Come in the morning where I wandered and listened
To the rain wringing
Wind blow cold
In the wood faraway under me.

Pale rain over the dwindling harbour
And over the sea wet church the size of a snail
With its horns through mist and the castle
Brown as owls
But all the gardens
Of spring and summer were blooming in the tall tales
Beyond the border and under the lark full cloud.
There could I marvel
My birthday
Away but the weather turned around.

It turned away from the blithe country
And down the other air and the blue altered sky
Streamed again a wonder of summer
With apples
Pears and red currants
And I saw in the turning so clearly a child’s
Forgotten mornings when he walked with his mother
Through the parables
Of sun light
And the legends of the green chapels

And the twice told fields of infancy
That his tears burned my cheeks and his heart moved in mine.
These were the woods the river and sea
Where a boy
In the listening
Summertime of the dead whispered the truth of his joy
To the trees and the stones and the fish in the tide.
And the mystery
Sang alive
Still in the water and singingbirds.

And there could I marvel my birthday
Away but the weather turned around. And the true
Joy of the long dead child sang burning
In the sun.
It was my thirtieth
Year to heaven stood there then in the summer noon
Though the town below lay leaved with October blood.
O may my heart’s truth
Still be sung
On this high hill in a year’s turning.
— Dylan Thomas : From allpowtry.com : For Educational Purposes only.

“Poem In October”A Birthday Poem in 7 Stanzas , each of 10 lines set in his home town of Swansea,Welsh, U K , By Dylan Thomas is About belief in ‘Pantheism’ : a belief that God is everything and that everything is God’. The poem tells of a speaker’s journey out of autumn and up a hill to reclaim childhood joy, the summer season and his spirituality. . There are three long lines, then two very short ones. These are followed by two more long lines, two more short, and one final long line in each stanza. This “sylabic” varying lines in the Stanzas is wave like imitating the ‘haphazardness’ of the imageries which move back and forth , for instance in the “wringing” of rain, or the speaker’s ascending upward : ( just like forest of lines of the trees or the Sea – Waves) :::::::::: ::::::::: ::::::::: :::::::::::
Thomas tells of a speaker’s journey out of autumn and up a hill to repossess childhood joy, the summer season, and this way his spirituality.
He was 30 years old when he wrote / states this. He chose to go on a walk on his birthday.. He left his home, traveled alongside the water’s edge, listened to the seabirds and the woods.

He left the town behind and began a climb up a nearby hill. As he rose the town appears contracted with reduction in size. The season began to change. Autumn with it’s cool air, became feeble and the summer seems returned. The rain continued as he climbed, as did the presence of birds. The scene made him feel happiness and childhood.

The poem is characterised by the haphazard imagery, drawn from nature — for instance , “whistling/Blackbirds and the sun of October”, “lark full cloud’”, “birds of the winged trees” , etc. There is also a sense of place; “dwindling harbour”, “sea wet church’”, ‘”castle”, “green chapels”. The effect is luxurious , a filmic outpouring of linguistic communication. The double – quick change in images play with reader’s mind memorably.

Notes for each of the 7 Stanzas Pending visit this post again later on to enjoy the appreciation of the poem V Jayaraj Pune India May 5 , 2023 : : : : : : : :

A Calendar of Sonnets : October : Helen Hunt Jackson : : October Poems : : Months Poems : :

Helen Maria (Maria Fiske) Hunt Jackson ( October 15 ,1830 – August 12 , 1885 , At San Francisco CA died due to Stomach Cancer ) : Aged 54 years ) was born in Amherst, Massachusetts, and was a friend and classmate of Emily Dickinson. Gifted and prolific in all genres, Helen was best known as a passionate defender of Native American rights; Jackson was especially moved by the speech of the chief of the Ponca tribe, Chief Standing Bear. She then used her literary talents to champion their cause. The result, the 1881 A Century of Dishonor, not only chronicled the tragic relationship between the U.S. government and Native Americans, but was also written to affect government policy. In fact, Jackson sent a copy to each member of Congress. Her work was a sensation and brought the plight of Native Americans to the general public. : : one account refers to her as “the most brilliant, impetuous and thoroughly individual woman in her time.” She hoped her novel, Ramona, would impact society as much as Uncle Tom’s Cabin, a novel written by her friend Harriet Beecher Stowe. Ultimately, it did–though Helen didn’t live long enough to realize it; a plau based on Ramona has been performed in California every year since 1923. A New York Times reviewer said of Ramona that “by one estimate, the book has been reprinted 300 times.”Sixty years after its publication, 600,000 copies had been sold. There have been over 300 reissues to date and the book has never been out of print. The novel has been adapted for other genres, including four films (the last in Spanish), stage, and television productions. : Her friend Emily Dickinson once described Jackson’s literary limitations: “she has the facts but not the phosphorescence.” : : For all her success as a writer, Helen suffered much personal tragedy; she was plagued with poor health for most of her life, lost both parents before she was eighteen, lost her first husband to a war incident, and watched both of her sons die from illness.

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A Calendar Of Sonnets : October : : : : By Helen Hunt Jackson ( 1830-85 ) : Amherst, Massachusetts : : : :

The month of carnival of all the year,
When Nature lets the wild earth go its way,
And spend whole seasons on a single day.
The spring-time holds her white and purple dear;
October, lavish, flaunts them far and near;
The summer charily her reds doth lay
Like jewels on her costliest array;
October, scornful, burns them on a bier.
The winter hoards his pearls of frost in sign
Of kingdom: whiter pearls than winter knew,
Oar empress wore, in Egypt’s ancient line,
October, feasting ‘neath her dome of blue,
Drinks at a single draught, slow filtered through
Sunshiny air, as in a tingling wine!

— Helen Hunt Jackson : 1891 : University Press: Illustrations ( From gutenberg.org )
The full-page Designs By Emilé Bayard.
Vignettes to the Text By E. H. Garrett.
Engravings by John Andrews & Son Co.
John Wilson and Son, Cambridge, U.S.AFriday, : From poemhunter.com For Educational Purposes only. ( 2 ) : : October’s Bright Blue Weather : : : : : :
O suns and skies and clouds of June,
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October’s bright blue weather;

When loud the bumblebee makes haste,
Belated, thriftless vagrant,
And goldenrod is dying fast,
And lanes with grapes are fragrant;

When gentians roll their fingers tight
To save them for the morning,
And chestnuts fall from satin burrs
Without a sound of warning;

When on the ground red apples lie
In piles like jewels shining,
And redder still on old stone walls
Are leaves of woodbine twining;

When all the lovely wayside things
Their white-winged seeds are sowing,
And in the fields still green and fair,
Late aftermaths are growing;

When springs run low, and on the brooks,
In idle golden freighting,
Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush
Of woods, for winter waiting;

When comrades seek sweet country haunts,
By twos and twos together,
And count like misers, hour by hour,
October’s bright blue weather.

O sun and skies and flowers of June,
Count all your boasts together,
Love loveth best of all the year
October’s bright blue weather.


— Helen Hunt Jackson.

Washington, D.C., and its surrounding communities in Maryland and Virginia host a myriad of happenings celebrating the colorful fall season. October sees pumpkin festivals, corn mazes, Halloween activities, and Oktoberfests throughout the Capital Region—some geared toward younger crowds, others adults-only. There’s something to suit the runner, wino, bookworm, and lover of classic cars during this jam-packed month. George Washington’s Estate and Gardens, known as Mount Vernon, hosts an annual Wine Festival and Sunset Tour event from 6 to 9 p.m. nightly from Friday through Sunday, October 9 to 11, 2020. At the event, guests can taste unlimited samples from more than a dozen Virginia wineries and learn the history of winemaking at Mt. Vernon. The festival also includes wine-cellar tours and live music, plus an exclusive evening tour of the historic mansion and cellar : The National Zoo’s world-renowned science, research, and animal care facility at the Smithsonian Biology Conservation Institute in Front Royal, Virginia, opens its doors to the public only once a year on Conservation Discovery Day. The 3,200-acre institute is the headquarters of the National Zoo’s conservation science initiatives—it’s a research center for animal behavior and reproduction, ecology, genetics, migration, and conservation sustainability, and on the first Saturday in October each year, curious students may come in and explore the natural sciences up. :
America’s biggest 10-mile races, the Army Ten-Miler attracts 20,000 runners each year. It typically begins at 8 a.m. at the Pentagon and winds through some of the most iconic vistas and landmarks in the city. The race includes U.S. service members, military veterans, and their families, but also non-military members who simply fancy a patriotic, 10-mile run. The event includes a health and fitness expo at the D.C. Armory all weekend long.

The Old Guard Drill Team and Fife and Drum Corps perform throughout the event and on Saturday evening, you can carbo-load at the pasta buffet traditionally attended by the Sergeant Major of the Army, Sergeants Major of the Reserve and Guard, and more than 900 runners from around the world, as well as Wounded Warriors. All race proceeds benefit the U.S. military’s Family and Morale, Welfare, and Recreation (MWR) programs
Smithsonian’s National Zoo and Conservation Biology Institute
Kids love to see bats, spiders, owls, and other animals while trick-or-treating at Boo at the Zoo around the time of Halloween. The National Zoo in Washington, D.C., holds this family-friendly event every year to celebrate the autumnal holiday in a mildly spooky way. It’s a rare opportunity to enjoy zookeeper talks and festive decorations along the “haunted” trails dotted with Halloween candy stations.
Also known as “The People’s Marathon,” the annual Marine Corps Marathon (MCM) is one of the biggest in the world. It warrants a full weekend of events, including a health and fitness expo, a Healthy Kids Fun Run, a Historic Half in Fredericksburg, Virginia, and the Marathon Finish Festival. Runners of all experience levels, from all 50 states and more than 60 countries participate in the race held in October.
Washington International Horse Show : Each year, the Capital One Arena in Washington, D.C., hosts a world-class equestrian competition featuring top riders, Olympic veterans, and superstar horses. More than 500 prize-winning horses and riders from all over the globe gather to compete for more than half a million dollars in prize money. The Washington International Horse Show in October.
Kids Euro Festival in October. Made possible by the cooperation of Washington-based European Union embassies and more than a dozen major local cultural institutions, the Kids Euro Festival features more than 200 free performances around Washington, D.C., mostly geared toward children from ages 2 to 12. Touted as one of the largest performing arts festivals for children in America, it brings two weeks of performances, concerts, movies, storytelling, puppetry, dance, and more to the Capital Region.
Mount Vernon Fall Harvest Family Days. : Celebrate the season in October, with horse-drawn wagon rides, wheat treading in the 16-sided barn, a straw bale maze, early-American games, music, and demonstrations at historic Mount Vernon. The famous venue’s annual Fall Harvest Family Days feature a variety of 18th-century activities and reenactments at the Pioneer Farm. Entry is included in the price of admission (free for Mount Vernon members).
Taste of Bethesda Urban Partnership In early October, : Bethesda brings together more than 60 restaurants, jazz performers, and traditional dance troupes from around the world for a food and music-centered extravaganza. More than 40,000 people turn up each year to dine on Bethesda’s best while jamming to live music on five stages. Rain or shine, it’s held at Woodmont Triangle.

Taste of DC : Every October, area foodies flock to Audi Field for a rare opportunity to taste dishes from more than 50 of the area’s best restaurants, all in the same place. Taste of D.C. not only offers the best bites in town, it also has a massive beer garden, two stages of live music, and culinary entertainment such as chef demos and classes. There are opportunities to mingle with local celebrity chefs as you savor their offerings. Each restaurant provides at least one tasting item priced between one and three Taste Tokens and, in addition, select menu favorites are available for up to eight Taste Tokens.
The annual Rockville Antique & Classic Car Show at Maryland’s Rockville Civic Center grounds, you can peruse more than 550 antique and classic automobiles on display. From Packards to Ferraris, the iconic vehicles are displayed by their owners and more than 30 classic car clubs. There’s also a car sales area, in case you’re in the market for one, food and drink vendors, and a flea market.
October in New Orleans, U S. The weather is warm, sunny, and pleasant, and the fall festival season is in full swing, including art, music, film, and other events. Second line parades are marching through the old neighborhoods every Sunday and Oktoberfest entertains locals and visitors with a celebration of German culture and food. Also, the New Orleans Saints football team is rocking out in the Mercedes-Benz Superdome while the New Orleans Pelicans are just getting back to basketball at the Smoothie King Center.

Calendar of Sonnets , October By Helen Hunt Jackson is About October accompanied by related illustrations. Her description about the month is devoted simply and beautifully to the shifting wonder of nature through the seasons.

October is smack in the middle of the beautiful fall season, and a great month for traveling in the United States. Temperatures across the country typically stay above 50 degrees Fahrenheit, Sky appears Blue. Leaves begin to change color, and winter’s headache-inducing snowstorms are still far off. There are also many holidays throughout the month, with activities and processions that Americans as well as every traveler can enjoy, from cultural festivals and parades to Halloween traditions.

NYC Hispanic Day Parade , 2018.

The time between September 15 and October 15 has been designated in the U.S. as Hispanic Heritage Month. Schools, museums, and other venues use the month to educate others on Hispanic culture and the significant contributions made by Hispanic-Americans with ancestry in Spain and the Americas.

In the Northeast, the Smithsonian Museums in Washington, D.C., will host events like readings, special art viewings, and music demonstrations all month in recognition of Hispanic history and culture. Check out their ¡Muévete! Hispanic Heritage Month Community Day for a bilingual dance and music celebration of Hispanic traditions that little and big kids can enjoy. As for the west coast, Los Angeles goes all out, with dancing demonstrations, historical reenactments, art, and food trucks during Latino Heritage Month.

Columbus Day and Indigenous People Day Celebration
On the second Monday in October, the U.S. celebrates the anniversary of the arrival of the Italian explorer Christopher Columbus to the Americas. Since Columbus Day is a federal holiday, government offices and financial markets are closed, but it is not widely celebrated. throughout the U.S.


Festivities are most popular in the Northeast, particularly in New York and New England. The annual Columbus Day Parade in New York City marches down Fifth Avenue—as a celebration of Italian-American heritage with traditional dancing and music. Arrive early to ensure a good view of the floats and musicians.

For those with indigenous roots in the U.S, celebrating Columbus Day is somewhat controversial. Indigenous-Americans choose to skip the parade and have instead a two-day Indigenous People Day Celebration on New York’s Randall’s Island. The activities include a sunrise ceremony, dance, music, educational programs, prayers, and spoken word performances.

Women with Children dressed for Halloween Party Walking On Street.
The Smithsonian night of living Zoo. Halloween offerings.

Halloween
Halloween is not a federal holiday, but it is one of the most popular holidays in the nation, celebrated every year on October 31. On this day, people of all ages dress up in costumes, kids go trick-or-treating, scary stories are told, and Halloween parties and tours can be found all over the nation.

If you’re looking for an over-the-top way to spend your Halloween, head to New Orleans. Thought to be America’s most haunted city, it puts on quite a show for the holiday. The annual Krewe of Boo! Halloween parade takes place on October 19 and the costumes and freaky floats that make their way through the historic French Quarter of the city are a lovely sight. Brave spectators can say “throw me something monster” to one of the parade participants and receive a unique New Orleans souvenir or treat—throws are collectible and consumable items.

A costume is required at the “Monster Mash” afterparty, but don’t worry if you made the trip without one, as the city is filled with stocked shops selling every mask and getup imaginable.

Think of October, the images that instantly come to mind are typically ghouls, goblins, your annual family trip to the pumpkin patch and, of course, the celebration of Halloween. So while you get wrapped up in planning the best Halloween costume and enhancing your house with seriously spooky decorations you may miss out on all of the other wonderful holidays and observances that the month has to offer. Guide to All October 2022 Holidays and Observances
Including national and school days you can celebrate during the month is given HERE In BELOW : : The Carnivals Calendar : October:

October 1
World Vegetarian Day

International Music Day

National Homemade Cookies Day

National Hair Day

International Coffee Day

International Day of Older Persons

October 2
National Custodian Day

National Name Your Car Day

International Day of Non-Violence

World No Alcohol Day

October 3
Child Health Day

Butterfly and Hummingbird Day

National Boyfriend Day

Mean Girls Day

World Habitat Day

October 4
National Taco Day

Feast of St Francis of Assisi

Yom Kippur

World Animal Day

National Cinnamon Roll Day

National Golf Lovers Day

National Taco Day

October 5
National Walk and Bike to School Day

National Do Something Nice Day World Teachers’ Day

World Financial Planning Day

Random Acts of Poetry Day October 6
National Coaches Day

National German-American Day

National Noodle Day

National Plus Size Appreciation Day

World Cerebral Palsy Day

October 7
World Smile Day

National Frappe Day

National Body Language Day

National Inner Beauty Day

October 8
National Depression Screening Day

World Hospice and Palliative Care Day

National Chess Day

National Pierogi Day

World Octopus Day

October 9
Leif Erikson Day. orld Post Day

October 10
Columbus Day (Most regions)

Indigenous Peoples’ Day

World Mental Health Day

World Homeless Day

October 11
National Coming Out Day

International Day of the Girl Child

October 12
National Emergency Nurse’s Day

Farmers Day

National Savings Day

National Stop Bullying Day

World Arthritis Day

October 13
United States Navy Birthday

National No Bra Day

World Sight Day

International Day for Disaster Risk Reduction

October 14
National Dessert Day

National Fossil Day

October 15
National Grouch Day

Global Handwashing Day

National Mushroom Day

National Fetch Day International Day of Rural Women

October 16
National Train Your Brain Day

World Singing Day

National Sports Day

Boss’s Day

World Food Day

Dictionary Day

Global Cat Day

Department Store Day

World Spine Day

October 17
International Day for the Eradication of Poverty

National Pasta Day

National Clean Your Virtual Desktop Day

National Pay Back a Friend Day

Black Poetry Day

World Trauma Day

October 18
Alaska Day

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National No Beard Day

World Menopause Day

October 19
National New Friends Day

Global Dignity Day

National Pharmacy Technician Day

October 20
National Day on Writing

World Osteoporosis Day

International Sloth Day

National Pharmacy Technician Day

National Youth Confidence Day

International Chefs Day

October 21
National Reptile Day

National Pets for Veterans Day

National Medical Assistants Day

National Apple Day

Back to the Future Day

National Mammography Day

October 22
National Nut Day

International Stuttering Awareness Day

National Make A Difference Day

October 23
National Paralegal Day

National Boston Cream Pie Day

National Mother-in-Law Day

National TV Talk Show Host Day

October 24
United Nations Day

National Bologna Day

World Development Information Day

World Polio Day

October 25
International Dwarfism Awareness Day

World Opera Day

International Artist’s Day

National Art Day

National I Care About You Day

October 26
National Day of the Deployed

National Pumpkin Day

Intersex Awareness Day

October 27
World Occupational Therapy Day

National Mentoring Day

National Black Cat Day

National American Beer Day

October 28
Nevada Day

National Chocolate Day

International Animation Day

National Immigrants Day

National First Responders Day

October 29
Internet Day

National Cat Day

National Oatmeal Day

World Psoriasis Day

World Stroke Day

October 30
National Breadstick Day

National Checklist Day

National Text Your Ex Day

National Candy Corn Day

October 31
Halloween

National Magic Day

World Cities Day

National Caramel Apple Day

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