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!
Rosemary and Reading Glasses 
I love autumn. This is a nice, moody poem. Another blogger I follow recently posted a poem with a different view of autumn here: http://yourehistory.wordpress.com/2013/10/14/monday-morning-poem-merry-autumn/
That’s a great Dunbar poem! I love autumn too.
I love autumn and October as well. I felt the power and the continuity of the moon in this poem, that it’s the one constant when all else changes (or did I just state the obvious??).
You didn’t state the obvious 🙂 And it’s interesting too that the moon, though always there, changes in our perception as it goes through its phases.