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!
Seasons of a year is compared in an interesting way according to the poet!
I loved your poem as much as the season in which it beautifully describes.
I was born in this month, and it is one of my favorites. In my opinion, this is a perfect description.
makes me want to read the rest of the sonnets in this series..lovely colourful poem..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have wonderfully penned down... liked it....... keep it work! ! !