Today's poem is a reprise of a poem I posted one Saturday almost a year ago. It is untitled, and it's by Emily Dickinson:
The morns are meeker than they were —
The nuts are getting brown —
The berry's cheek is plumper —
The Rose is out of town.
The Maple wears a gayer scarf —
The field a scarlet gown —
Lest I should be old fashioned
I'll put a trinket on.
Bonus points to anyone spotting allusions to other pop culture references in the lead paragraph. Hint: there are two.
This week's short post should help to compensate for last week's very long post about Shelley's "Ode to the West Wind".
In other poetry news: the poetry panels for the CYBILS were announced this morning. I'm delighted to be working with such a fine group of folks!