Ernest Christopher Dowson

(2 August 1867 – 23 February 1900 / London / England)

Autumnal - Poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Pale amber sunlight falls across
The reddening October trees,
That hardly sway before a breeze
As soft as summer: summer's loss
Seems little, dear! on days like these.

Let misty autumn be our part!
The twilight of the year is sweet:
Where shadow and the darkness meet
Our love, a twilight of the heart
Eludes a little time's deceit.

Are we not better and at home
In dreamful Autumn, we who deem
No harvest joy is worth a dream?
A little while and night shall come,
A little while, then, let us dream.

Beyond the pearled horizons lie
Winter and night: awaiting these
We garner this poor hour of ease,
Until love turn from us and die
Beneath the drear November trees.


Comments about Autumnal by Ernest Christopher Dowson

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (10/1/2017 3:19:00 PM)


    Until love turn from us and die
    Beneath the drear November trees.
    Beautiful poem shared with us, thanks poet.
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  • Edward Kofi Louis (10/1/2017 9:22:00 AM)


    Winter and night! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (10/1/2017 6:36:00 AM)


    Fantastic expression has been made on autumn with haunting diction. Thanks and congratulations to his soul for being selected this poem as the poem of the day. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (10/1/2017 5:09:00 AM)


    love, twilight, heart and life, good one (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (10/1/2017 3:42:00 AM)


    Such a great poem posted here..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010



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