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Autumn Birds - Poem by John Clare

The wild duck startles like a sudden thought,
And heron slow as if it might be caught.
The flopping crows on weary wings go by
And grey beard jackdaws noising as they fly.
The crowds of starnels whizz and hurry by,
And darken like a clod the evening sky.
The larks like thunder rise and suthy round,
Then drop and nestle in the stubble ground.
The wild swan hurries hight and noises loud
With white neck peering to the evening clowd.
The weary rooks to distant woods are gone.
With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on
To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow
While small birds nestle in the edge below.

Comments about Autumn Birds by John Clare

  • Khairul Ahsan 7/24/2020 11:52:00 PM

    'The weary rooks to distant woods are gone.
    With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on
    To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow
    While small birds nestle in the edge below' - Loved these concluding lines!
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  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 7/24/2020 10:22:00 PM

    Birds are the most beautiful and wonderful creatures of nature and here again made more than the most with this amazing piece so well crafted....10++ Reply

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  • Dr Tony Brahmin 7/24/2020 3:39:00 PM

    With white neck peering to the evening clowd.
    The weary rooks to distant woods are gone.
    With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on
    To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow
    While small birds nestle in the edge below.
    Very fine poem. tony
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  • Ruta Mohapatra 7/24/2020 9:24:00 AM

    An evening scene so well described with the returning of the birds to their nests! Thanks for sharing! Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul 7/24/2020 8:07:00 AM

    This poem has been brilliantly inscribed by John Clare. I appreciate it. Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis 7/24/2020 7:41:00 AM

    Seasons and reasons!

    Musing along with nature.


    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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  • Ramesh T A 7/24/2020 6:58:00 AM

    Nice composition of a sonnet on birds beautiful in one to read and enjoy sure! Reply

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  • Sylvia Frances Chan 7/24/2020 4:35:00 AM

    Beautiful poem by the Classic Poet John Clare. Most deserving poem today. Excellent end-rhymes. Congratulations to the family of the Clssic poet. Reply

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  • Mahtab Bangalee 7/24/2020 1:48:00 AM

    beautiful autumnal description through the nature and bird is here as living agent of us.....I enjoyed Reply

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  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 7/24/2020 1:47:00 AM

    To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow
    While small birds nestle in the edge below.

    A beautiful poem on various birds and their habitat.......10
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Autumn Poems
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    John Keats
  2. 2. Autumn
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  3. 3. Autumn Song
    Sarojini Naidu
  4. 4. Autumn River Song
    Li Po
  5. 5. Autumn Day
    Rainer Maria Rilke
  6. 6. Autumn Song
    Dante Gabriel Rossetti
  7. 7. Autumn
    Rainer Maria Rilke
  8. 8. Autumn Moonlight
    Matsuo Basho
  9. 9. Autumn Within
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  10. 10. Autumn Movement
    Carl Sandburg
  11. 11. Autumn Valentine
    Dorothy Parker
  12. 12. Autumn Daybreak
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  13. 13. Autumn
    Charles Baudelaire
  14. 14. AUTUMN (November)
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  15. 15. Autumn
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  16. 16. Autumn Birds
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  17. 17. Autumn: A Dirge
    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  18. 18. Autumn Fires
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  19. 19. Once Upon An Autumn Day
    Joseph T. Renaldi
  20. 20. Autumn
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  21. 21. To Autumn
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  22. 22. Autumn Song
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  23. 23. Autumn Feelings
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
  24. 24. Autumn Begins In Martins Ferry, Ohio
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  25. 25. When Autumn Came
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  26. 26. Autumn - By Amy Boothby - Age 10
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  27. 27. Autumn
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  28. 28. The Death Of Autumn
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  29. 29. Autumn
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  30. 30. A Day In Autumn
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  31. 31. Autumn Flower
    Hebert Logerie
  32. 32. An Autumn Rain-Scene
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  33. 33. An Autumn Evening
    Lucy Maud Montgomery
  34. 34. Autumn In The Garden
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  35. 35. Autumn&Mdash;Overlooked My Knitting
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  36. 36. Autumn
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  37. 37. Besides The Autumn Poets Sing
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  38. 38. The Autumn
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  39. 39. Autumn Dreams
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  40. 40. Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 03 - Pre Autumn
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  41. 41. Love In Autumn
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  42. 42. Winds Of Autumn
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  43. 43. Autumn Gust
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  44. 44. A Song Of Autumn
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  45. 45. Autumn Perspective
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  46. 46. Autumn Bound
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  47. 47. Autumn
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  48. 48. Autumn
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  49. 49. Autumn Poems
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  50. 50. Autumn Is A State Of Mind
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Autumn Poems

  1. Autumn River Song

    The moon shimmers in green water. White herons fly through the moonlight. The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts: into the night, singing, they paddle home together. Li T'ai-po tr. Hamil

  2. Autumn

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  3. Ode To Autumn

    Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cell. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,--- While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir, the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

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  5. Autumn Day

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