A very apropos poem this week: Jacob Polley’s “October,” which you can read here. I love formalist poetry (you might have noticed), and I think this poem is just lovely. In the first stanza, the speaker describes the change of the seasons, the way the sky-blue of summer six o’clock becomes the midnight blue of autumn six o’clock, graciously giving way (my favorite image in the poem, which I’ve quoted in this post’s title).
It’s a poem about change and continuity, perfect for a fall day. I hope you’ll read it and tell me what you think!