A Song of Autumn
by Adam Lindsay Gordon
‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad
At the falling of the year,
When the burnt-up banks are yellow and sad,
When the boughs are yellow and sere?
Where are the old ones that once we had,
And when are the new ones near?
What shall we do for our garlands glad
At the falling of the year?’
‘Child! can I tell where the garlands go?
Can I say where the lost leaves veer
On the brown-burnt banks, when the wild winds blow,
When they drift through the dead-wood drear?
Girl! when the garlands of next year glow,
You may gather again, my dear—
But I go where the last year’s lost leaves go
At the falling of the year.’
A few random poems:
- Giving Myself Up by Mark Strand
- Владимир Британишский – Аэрогеофизик
- Ольга Берггольц – Заметь, заметь, Как легчает сердце
- Владимир Маяковский – Смотри, крестьянин (РОСТА №463)
- Surreal landscapes by Sunil Sharma
- Федор Сваровский – Небесный гость в четыре лепестка
- In Imitation of Cowley : The Garden poem – Alexander Pope
- The Gardener LVII: I Plucked Your Flower by Rabindranath Tagore
- Violet Beauregarde… by Roald Dahl
- symphony_in_red.html
- Sow by Sylvia Plath
- Absence: A Farewell Ode On Quitting School For Jesus College by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Poem poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- The Song of the Sons by Rudyard Kipling
- Олег Чупров – Не хочется мне славы громкой
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- One’s-Self I Sing. by Walt Whitman
- One Hour to Madness and Joy. by Walt Whitman
- Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City. by Walt Whitman
- On the Beach at Night, Alone. by Walt Whitman
- On Journeys Through The States. by Walt Whitman
- Old Ireland. by Walt Whitman
- Offerings. by Walt Whitman
- Of the Visage of Things. by Walt Whitman
- Of the Terrible Doubt of Appearances. by Walt Whitman
- Of Him I Love Day and Night. by Walt Whitman
- O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. by Walt Whitman
- O Tan-faced Prairie Boy. by Walt Whitman
- O Sun of Real Peace. by Walt Whitman
- O Star of France. by Walt Whitman
- O Living Always—Always Dying. by Walt Whitman
- O Hymen! O Hymenee! by Walt Whitman
- O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig! by Walt Whitman
- Now List to my Morning’s Romanza. by Walt Whitman
- Now Finale to the Shore. by Walt Whitman
- Not Youth Pertains to Me. by Walt Whitman
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The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Adam Lindsay Gordon (1833 – 1870) was an Australian or British-Australian poet, horseman, police officer and politician. He is considered to be one of the first national Australian poets.