Ruben Dario

(January 18, 1867 - February 6, 1916 / Metapa)

In Autumn - Poem by Ruben Dario

I know there are those who ask: Why does he not
sing with the same wild harmonies as before?
But they have not seen the labors of an hour
the work of a minute, the prodigies of a year.

I am an aged tree that, when I was growing.
uttered a vague, sweet sound when the breeze caressed me.
The time for youthful smiles has now passed by:
now, let the hurricane swirl my heart to song!


Comments about In Autumn by Ruben Dario

  • Freshman - 894 Points Leslie Sharp (10/21/2014 11:56:00 AM)

    I don't really know It made me feel like a youth like spring slowing died as the harsh reality of autumn crawled upon him and coldness took his very soul over! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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