I’m wrapped in the roundness of fall, and for Poetry Friday I’m sharing an autumnal tanka poem and ink and watercolor painting; also for inktober. I’m also sharing a fall poem by Carl Sandburg and one by Mary Oliver.
SEEDS OF TOMORROWS FRUITS
Autumn casts its net
capturing round treasures,
seeds of tomorrows
fruits, ready and eager
to nurture earth‘s nature.
© 2017 Michelle Kogan
by Carl Sandburg
I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.
The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper
the mother of the year, the taker of seeds.
Read the rest of the poem at the Academy of American Poets
by Mary Oliver
the black oaks
fling their bronze fruit
into all the pockets of the earth
they knock against the thresholds
the roof the sidewalk
fill the eaves
the bottom line
of the old gold song
of the almost finished year
what is spring all that tender
Read the rest of the poem at the Poetry Foundation
Drop by Leigh Anne Eck’s blog, A DAY IN THE LIFE, for this weeks Poetry Friday Round up, with more poems. Thanks for hosting this week Leigh Anne!
What a delightful visit this week. Carl Sagan and Mary Oliver are nicely paired in their observations of the season: the “taker of seeds” of Sagan and the “old gold song” of Oliver. “nurture earth’s nature” is a lovely line in your poem too. .
Hi Linda, I like your take on Carl as Sagan–he would fit here too, thanks!
Your Inktober painting is beautiful and captures your poem perfectly!
Tanka is my favorite form, and yours is a lovely example. I love your painting. I’ve always loved watercolor paintings and wish I had the artistic talent to create my own. Beautiful post!
Thanks, Tanka’s are a favorite of mine.
I am most definitely having a new appreciation for autumnal sentiments, after my experience of Autumn in Melbourne this year. Who knew what I was missing all this time??? A warming, earthy post of poems and pic, Michelle. And a very cleverly crafted tanka. Love; ‘seeds of tomorrows /
Thanks Kat, glad you took in a bit of fall near you too!
Love this seasonal pairing. The inviting art, the two poets & your poet thoughts.
Plus, thank you for being a primo seed-saver.
(We have just saved seeds from our sweet red peppers (N. Fla. seasons are a bit different).
Happy Autumn Michelle,
Thanks Jan, I’ve collected a few nasturtium seeds this season also. I haven’t tasted my sweet peppers yet, they’re still on the vine growing.
A cornucopia of fall poems! Mary Oliver’s line, “into all the pockets of the earth,” is one of those lines that make me say, “I wish I had written that.”
An overall delightful post, Michelle!
Hi Diane, yes, Marry Oliver’s line is marvelous, and put so succinctly, glad you enjoyed this fall cornucopia, thanks!
Great post! Love your painting and your tanka.
Ooohhhh…can I just sink into the warmth of autumn with these images and words? They are each delightful and nourishing.
Thanks Kay, I think that describes the season perfectly, “the warmth of autumn.”
I do love your paintings, Michelle, so full of the liveliness of fall, then these words from you, new looks at this season from others. It is a pleasure to hear from you, Sandburg and Oliver.
Thanks Linda, falls a season I can get lovingly lost in with words and images!
Lovely selection of poems, Michelle, and I love Oliver and really like Sandburg, but your poem (esp the first 3 lines) and your painting are my favorite!
Thanks Laura, fall always feels like a magical time of year to me!
I love your two picks to go along with your GOURD-geous painting!
What a warm, rich post, topped with your gorgeous artwork! I could dwell here for quite some time, reading and rereading about “seeds of tomorrows”, the “old gold song of the almost finished year” and the “new beautiful things” that come in “the first spit of snow.” Great post! Thanks for sharing!
Sandburg’s “northwest wind” may cause Oliver’s “pock pock” but one beautiful thing will last. Your painting! Well done on the post and painting.
Thanks Brenda! I do love Mary Oliver’s sounds in that poem thought.
Beautiful painting! Is the year “almost finished”? I hope we can plant good seeds for next year.
Such lovely autumn artwork and poems. You have put me in the mood for all things golden and bronze.
Fall seems to conjure beautiful metaphors. Your painting is beautiful with so many dimensions and textures. I love reading your daily poems on Facebook and seeing your amazing art.
A beautiful image to go with a beautiful poem, so many warm shades, like autumn sunlight captured in the gourds.