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Famous Short Autumn Poems. Short Autumn Poetry by Famous Poets

Famous Short Autumn Poems. Short Autumn Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Autumn short poems

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by Matsuo Basho

Autumn moonlight

 Autumn moonlight--
 a worm digs silently
 into the chestnut.


by Matsuo Basho

Blowing stones

 Blowing stones
along the road on Mount Asama,
 the autumn wind.


by Matsuo Basho

First day of spring

 First day of spring--
I keep thinking about
 the end of autumn.


by Emily Dickinson

No Autumns intercepting Chill

 No Autumn's intercepting Chill
Appalls this Tropic Breast --
But African Exuberance
And Asiatic rest.


by William Morris

Autumn

 Laden Autumn here I stand
Worn of heart, and weak of hand:
Nought but rest seems good to me,
Speak the word that sets me free.


by Ogura Hyakunin Isshu

Sarumaru Tayu

In the mountain depths,
Treading through the crimson leaves,
Cries the wandering stag.
When I hear the lonely cry, Sad,--how sad--the autumn is!


by Li Po

Resentment Near the Jade Stairs

 Dew whitens the jade stairs.
This late, it soaks her gauze stockings.
She lowers her crystal blind to watch the breaking, glass-clear moon of autumn.


by Ogura Hyakunin Isshu

Tenchi Tenno

Tenchi Tenno

Coarse the rush-mat roof
Sheltering the harvest-hut
Of the autumn rice-field;--
And my sleeves are growing wet
With the moisture dripping through.


by Wang Wei

A Song of an Autumn Night.

 Under the crescent moon a light autumn dew 
Has chilled the robe she will not change -- 
And she touches a silver lute all night, 
Afraid to go back to her empty room.


by Li Po

Marble Stairs Grievance

 On Marble Stairs
still grows the white dew
That has all night
soaked her silk slippers,

But she lets down
her crystal blind now
And sees through glaze
the moon of autumn.


by Ezra Pound

The Jewel Stairs Grievance

 The jewelled steps are already quite white with dew,
It is so late that the dew soaks my gauze stockings,
And I let down the crystal curtain
And watch the moon through the clear autumn.


by Emily Dickinson

The ones that disappeared are back

 The ones that disappeared are back
The Phoebe and the Crow
Precisely as in March is heard
The curtness of the Jay --
Be this an Autumn or a Spring
My wisdom loses way
One side of me the nuts are ripe
The other side is May.


by Li Po

Under the Moon

 Under the crescent moon's faint glow
The washerman's bat resounds afar,
And the autumn breeze sighs tenderly.
But my heart has gone to the Tartar war, To bleak Kansuh and the steppes of snow, Calling my husband back to me.


by Emily Dickinson

Autumn -- overlooked my Knitting --

 Autumn -- overlooked my Knitting --
Dyes -- said He -- have I --
Could disparage a Flamingo --
Show Me them -- said I --

Cochineal -- I chose -- for deeming
It resemble Thee --
And the little Border -- Dusker --
For resembling Me --


by Alfred Lord Tennyson

The Oak

 Live thy life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
Living gold;

Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed,
Soberer hued
Gold again.
All his leaves Fall'n at length, Look, he stands, Trunk and bough, Naked strength.


by Li Po

Ziyi Song

 Chang-an -- one slip of moon;
in ten thousand houses, the sound of fulling mallets.
Autumn winds keep on blowing, all things make me think of Jade Pass! When will they put down the barbarians and my good man come home from his far campaign?


by Hilaire Belloc

September

 Lo! a ripe sheaf of many golden days 
Gleaned by the year in autumn's harvest ways, 
With here and there, blood-tinted as an ember, 
Some crimson poppy of a late delight 
Atoning in its splendor for the flight 
Of summer blooms and joys­
This is September.


by Matsuo Basho

Four Haiku

 Spring:
A hill without a name
Veiled in morning mist.
The beginning of autumn: Sea and emerald paddy Both the same green.
The winds of autumn Blow: yet still green The chestnut husks.
A flash of lightning: Into the gloom Goes the heron's cry.


by Li Po

To Tu Fu from Shantung

 You ask how I spend my time--
I nestle against a treetrunk
and listen to autumn winds
in the pines all night and day.
Shantung wine can't get me drunk.
The local poets bore me.
My thoughts remain with you, like the Wen River, endlessly flowing.


by Robert Louis Stevenson

It Blows A Snowing Gale

 IT blows a snowing gale in the winter of the year;
The boats are on the sea and the crews are on the pier.
The needle of the vane, it is veering to and fro, A flash of sun is on the veering of the vane.
Autumn leaves and rain, The passion of the gale.


by Robert Louis Stevenson

In The Green And Gallant Spring

 IN the green and gallant Spring,
Love and the lyre I thought to sing,
And kisses sweet to give and take
By the flowery hawthorn brake.
Now is russet Autumn here, Death and the grave and winter drear, And I must ponder here aloof While the rain is on the roof.


by Wang Wei

Huazi Ridge

 Fly bird go no limit 
Join mountain again autumn colour 
Up down Huazi Ridge 
Melancholy feeling what extreme 


A bird in flight goes on without limit, 
Joined hills are autumn's colours again.
From top to bottom of Huazi Ridge, Melancholy feeling has no end.


by Emily Bronte

Fall leaves fall

 Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night's decay Ushers in a drearier day.


by Li Bai

Ziyi Song

Chang-an -- one slip of moon;
in ten thousand houses, the sound of fulling mallets.
Autumn winds keep on blowing, all things make me think of Jade Pass! When will they put down the barbarians and my good man come home from his far campaign? - English Translation -


by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

SAKONTALA.

 WOULDST thou the blossoms of spring, as well as the fruits of 
the autumn,

Wouldst thou what charms and delights, wouldst thou what

plenteously, feeds,
Would thou include both Heaven and earth in one designation,

All that is needed is done, when I Sakontala name.
1792.


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