Lyric Poem · Nature
The name—of it—is "Autumn"
The name — of it — is "Autumn" —
The hue — of it — is Blood —
An Artery — upon the Hill —
A Vein — along the Road —
Great Globules — in the Alleys —
And Oh, the Shower of Stain —
When Winds — upset the Basin —
And spill the Scarlet Rain —
It sprinkles Bonnets — far below —
It gathers ruddy Pools —
Then — eddies like a Rose — away —
Upon Vermilion Wheels —
This poem is in the public domain.
“The name—of it—is "Autumn"” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/the-name-of-it-is-autumn
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