Ode to Autumn

Ode to Autumn

A Poem by Zoe Jay

A hazy orange moon and a starless sky
Heavy orange-tinted urban clouds
Move with slow, pompous presence
Dictating whether we are in light, or shadow
As brown leaves rot on the sidewalk
Filling the air with warm earth, with death
Mingling with the tang of damp concrete
The smell of change, the smell of the end
Every year dies, and every year we die again
And lose a part of ourselves, washed away
By orange urban rains, into cracks,
Into gutters, to fertilize the pool of potential,
So that, from a multitude of maybes,
You will grow a new self, a new piece of you,
And so you feed your soul, as the
Orange rain, under the orange moon
Washes into the gutters of a sleeping city.
And so it shall be, again, and again.
Autumn is the birthplace of the soul,
Not the gaudy spring, for here we see the ends,
The ends which feed the new spirit,
And it is amidst endings, that we learn
The lessons which make us wise.

© 2013 Zoe Jay


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"Autumn is the birthplace of the soul,
Not the gaudy spring, for here we see the ends,
The ends which feed the new spirit,
And it is amidst endings, that we learn
The lessons which make us wise."
i like the entire poem, but this final part is the best in my opinion - justifying the need for autumn, for wisdom, the beauty of real evolution, not only the hope for a continuation. you are so right! no matter how we'd stand in awe in front of spring, it's the autumn's endings that make us wiser! wonderful!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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beautiful poem with colorful imagery, a bit somber in it's ways ...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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"Autumn is the birthplace of the soul,
Not the gaudy spring, for here we see the ends,
The ends which feed the new spirit,
And it is amidst endings, that we learn
The lessons which make us wise."
i like the entire poem, but this final part is the best in my opinion - justifying the need for autumn, for wisdom, the beauty of real evolution, not only the hope for a continuation. you are so right! no matter how we'd stand in awe in front of spring, it's the autumn's endings that make us wiser! wonderful!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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"So that, from a multitude of maybes,
You will grow a new self, a new piece of you,
And so you feed your soul, as the
Orange rain, under the orange moon
Washes into the gutters of a sleeping city."
~wow-u r a true creator of beautiful images-
i read this part over and over-very lovely- Magnificent!
(a beautiful piece)

:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Into gutters, to fertilize the pool of potential,
So that, from a multitude of maybes,
You will grow a new self, a new piece of you,
And so you feed your soul, as the

Amazing wisdom in which you have spoken. I truly understand this piece.
I like this write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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For some reason, I can feel Scotland in this poem.
Perhaps it is the Scotch/Irish in me that relates.?
It reads like and emotional story of life and death,

"Every year dies, and every year we die again"

Spinning on an axis of physical rebirth and continuing existence.

"You will grow a new self, a new piece of you.."

Ending didactic...

"And it is amidst endings, that we learn
The lessons which make us wise."

Excellent....

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I love the transition from autumn being a great death to "the birthplace of the soul." I'm a sucker for the season and use it often in writing, but I've never really thought of it like this before. The way your words unfold and pass through the poem mirrors the passing of the season, almost, as if one is standing in the middle of everything and watching it all happen. It's a journey, all the way through.

I can see wisdom in your words. Great write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Wow, I really like this-- the images are fantastic and the message is great!
"Autumn is the birthplace of the soul"
"The lessons which make us wise"
A couple of the phrases which drew my attention.

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. ahhhh ... well said, well said ... i loved this new take on autumn ... it's just so profound and real ... loved the amazing instances of alliteration too ... and these lines ... in particular ... i really, really loved ...

So that, from a multitude of maybes,
You will grow a new self, a new piece of you,

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Tags: rebirth, urban, rain, nature, autumn, fall, endings, seasons, wisdom, change

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Zoe Jay
Zoe Jay

Los Angeles, CA



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I come from Fife, in Scotland, and I now live in Los Angeles and run a business in the music industry. I've been writing poetry for about as long as I could write! I had a poetry collection published .. more..

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