November
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By Jane Hyphen
- 2002 reads
November you’re the darkest shade
Of nothing but a death parade
Delight you do in grim decay
Cruel winds to blow it all away
Make ashes of our summer days
Extinguish gentle, autumn haze
How tight you squeeze the afternoon
As trees strip to your doleful tune
There’s nothing in your meagre light
No comfort in your swollen nights
Where demons wait and sorrow dwells
The bleakest shadows of ourselves
All bunkered down we think again
In quiet hours remember them
And hearts sink with the setting sun
So soon the day is over - done
We’re older under your grey skies
We lean into the year’s demise
Now winter’s bed is truly made
And nature’s exploits tired and frayed
The song of our year is nearly played
But the cold and dark - repeat to fade
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I rather like this, Jane.
I rather like this, Jane. especially the idea of swollen nights, though when I was writing my 'November' for my 'Months of the year' series I did try to note those cheerful interludes, and the niceness of bunkering down with the curtains drawn and the electric lights on in the evening, after noting the scruffiness and sinking moods! Rhiannon
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I'm not usually a fan of
I'm not usually a fan of rhyming poetry, but I love this.
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ashes of our day. I know how
ashes of our day. I know how that feels in some ways.
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I also try and fail to find
I also try and fail to find something positive about this gloomy month - hygge can bugger off as far as I"m concerned - it makes no difference. I liked the poem!
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Good November poem, Jane.
Good November poem, Jane. These last few days have felt truly wintry. That last line 'repeat to fade', yes.
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It's burn out month and your
It's burn out month and your poem captures all aspects of the condition.
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