Guess what? I have planned a little surprise for you all today. I am featuring my first guest blogger and when I thought of asking her, I knew it would be for an edition of Friday Poems. Please welcome Cindy to Sweet Eventide! I'm sure you've seen her lovely comments on many posts here since we first met in Blogging Your Way earlier this year.
When I was scouring the stacks to find a poem for this week's Friday Poems, I came across the name of Lucy Maud Montgomery, who we all know is the author of the beloved Anne of Green Gables series. My copies at home are so well worn from years of rifling through its pages and delving into Anne's adventures, that I had forgotten LMM also wrote poetry.
This is a favorite of mine because it illuminates two magical transitions that occur in the course of the year and each day. One, the onset of Autumn, when nature readies to put herself to bed to be sent off to the land 'o dreams. And the other, as Jess will attest, when the promises of day are about to become the magic of night and everything feels spellbound in the dusk.
An Autumn Evening
by Lucy Maud Montgomery
Dark hills against a hollow crocus sky
Scarfed with its crimson pennons, and below
The dome of sunset long, hushed valleys lie
Cradling the twilight, where the lone winds blow
And wake among the harps of leafless trees
Fantastic runes and mournful melodies.
The chilly purple air is threaded through
With silver from the rising moon afar,
And from a gulf of clear, unfathomed blue
In the southwest glimmers a great gold star
Above the darkening druid glens of fir
Where beckoning boughs and elfin voices stir.
And so I wander through the shadows still,
And look and listen with a rapt delight,
Pausing again and yet again at will
To drink the elusive beauty of the night,
Until my soul is filled, as some deep cup,
That with divine enchantment is brimmed up.
Thanks for letting me guest post this Friday, Jess and her blog readers! It was great fun pouring through so many beautiful words and then finding one that sent my imagination spinning, just like Anne Shirley's would.
Thank you so much Cindy for giving us a Friday Poem to celebrate the new season! Click here to see the photo Cindy chose for her poem. We were unable to use it as it is All Rights Reserved, but it fits the poem so perfectly that I'd love you all to have a look. Please leave me a comment and tell me what you love most about Autumn.