Samuel Butler was a British satirist, novelist and critic, born on 4 December 1835. Here are some of his quotes on life: “Life is the art of drawing sufficient conclusions from insufficient premises.” “Life is like playing a violin solo in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.” “Life is like music, it… Read More Samuel Butler on Life
The leaves fall patientlyNothing remembers or grievesThe river takes to the seaThe yellow drift of leaves Sara Teasdalefrom: Dark of the Moon (1926) – II. Pictures of Autumn – “September Day” In 1918, Sara Teasdale won the Columbia University Poetry Society Prize for her collection Love Songs.The prize was later officially renamed the Pulitzer Prize,… Read More “Pictures of Autumn” / 1
Questa torre medievale, situata nel comune di Colico, raggiungibile a piedi grazie a una mulattiera tra i boschi, venne edificata sulle pendici del Monte Legnone, in una posizione dominante e con una vista che spazia su tutto l’alto lago di Como e il vicino Pian di Spagna con le montagne di Valchiavenna e Valtellina.Il Pian… Read More La Torre di Fontanedo (LC)
Ieri mi sono accorta che è iniziato l’autunno. L’aria è più fresca. Le foglie secche cominciano a scricchiolare sotto i passi e con questo la sensazione che l’estate sia oramai arrivata alla fine.Un tale passaggio porta nostalgie e una vena di malinconia, che la dolcezza della frutta matura cerca di rendere meno amara. Ma resta,… Read More Settembre, andiamo
Wystan Hugh Auden (1907 – 29 September 1973) is an Anglo-American poet whose four hundred poems elucidate everything from love to social themes and profound meditation. (Here you can read Funeral Blues and Elegy for J.F.K.) Awarded the Pulitzer Prize in 1948 for “The Age of Anxiety”, a long poem in six parts, Auden also… Read More On Writing
But now in September,the garden has cooled,and with it my possessiveness.The sun warms my backinstead of beating on my head…The harvest has dwindled,and I have grown apart fromthe intense midsummer relationshipthat brought it on. This poem was written by Robert Finch (born 1943). regarded as one of America’s leading nature essayists. (Additional note: While doing… Read More But Now in September
E’ arrivato l’autunno, mes amis.Il sole ha riposto i torridi raggi accecanti per dispensare abbracci obliqui, avvolgenti e dorati.Il raccolto è pronto: ha smesso di crescere e sognare il domani.La foglia si accorge di essere quasi morta ma indugia, resiste, resiste, resiste e al momento dell’estremo distacco tentenna volteggia ritarda. Inutile: c’est la vie.Ancora non… Read More Il mio autunno
William Carlos Williams (born on 17 September 1883) was an American poet associated with the Imagist movement, who rejected traditional conventions of rhyme and meter, and used brusque, colloquial, and incisive American-English in his poetry. He had also a long career as a physician practicing both paediatrics and general medicine until he suffered a heart… Read More This Is Just to Say/1
From Mary Oliver’s “Sometimes” here is the third section. § 3Later I was in a field full of sunflowers.I was feeling the heat of midsummer.I was thinking of the sweet, electric drowse of creation,when it began to break.In the west, clouds gathered.Thunderheads.In an hour the sky was filled with them.In an hour the sky was… Read More Mary Oliver: “Sometimes” ( § 3)
In her poem “Sometimes” from Red Bird published in 2008 Mary Oliver (see here) says also something about love. § 5 Two or three times in my life I discovered love.Each time it seemed to solve everything.Each time it solved a great many thingsbut not everything.Yet left me as grateful as if it had indeed,… Read More Mary Oliver and Love (2)
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