Here is a poem I wrote just a few years ago. I love this season in all kinds of ways; but, however beautiful, there is no escaping the ugly goings-on of life, out there somewhere.
From a poetic point of view, it can be difficult to decide whether ‘splash of slanting sunlight’ is better than ‘slanting splash of sunlight’! Having started with the former, I decided on a walk around the fields this evening to opt for the latter. Ah, the agonies of being a poet! It reminded me of a story I once read, suggesting that Leonard Cohen would writhe around on the floor in an agonising attempt to find a rhyme for ‘orange’. (Not that it was meant to be a true story…) (And I don’t think there is a good one, anyway – a rhyme for ‘orange’, that is).
In the silence of October sunshine
In the silence
of October sunshine
distant from the seething cities
beneath the gentle mantle
of the down-drifting leaves
in the splash of slanting sunlight
in fields and forests
he watches the world curl up
spiralling down into somnolence
letting every thing go
but its looming fears
© David Urwin