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.
This poem of Helen Hunt Jackson weaves together themes of renewal, mortality, and the changing seasons, inviting readers to contemplate life's rhythms and transitions.5 Stars!
Congratulations with the choice of Poem Hunter and Team as The Classic Poem Of The Day
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! ! !