Bright yellow, red, and orange,
The leaves come down in hosts;
The trees are Indian princes,
But soon they’ll turn to ghosts.
– William Allingham (1824-1889), Irish poet
Green how I want you green.
Green wind. Green branches.
– Federico García Lorca (1898-1936), Spanish poet, playwright
her swung breasts
Sway like full-blown yellow
Gloire de Dijon roses.
– D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930), British poet and author
the great orange bed where we lie
like two frozen paintings in a field of poppies.
– Anne Sexton (1928-1974), American poet and writer
Swinging
clusters of red, the hedges are full of them,
red-currant red, a graceful
ornament or a merry smile.
– Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-American poet
Thanks for bringing a little Fall to Southern California.
The photographers are:
GREEN
YELLOW
ORANGE
RED
Thank you, Neil. I’m getting all verklempt. Tawk amongst yourselves. Here, I’ll give you a topic: Autumn in California is like every other season in California. Discuss.
About the García Lorca poem: green in spanish is also horny so that makes the poem a little more “sexy” (he was gay by the way, don’t know if that is common knowledge…).
Love Lorca, enjoy this…Autumn in central park, you know how good that is, Neil.
yay…you’ve brought fall to southern california! now, if you bring snow this winter, you’d be my new hero!
Absolutely wonderful photos and poetry selections … brilliant.
Stunning collection of photos of fall colours. Here in Edinburgh most trees are still green its really weird.
Great photos!
really wonderful, Neil– just lovely.
Just gorgeous. Thank you for sharing the pics and the poems. Now I’m homesick!
Thanks for the eye candy. Lovely.
Oh my God,I saw my neighbours tree!
Nice collection Neil. I hope you have had your fill of fall…say that fast 30 times!
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