Autumn’s Evocations

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close busom-friend of the maturing sun

So wrote John Keats in his poem To Autumn which celebrates that season in all it’s glory. Emily Bronte, however, saw it in a completely different light:

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day

Emily (above) finishes this poem:
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

Oh dear, poor Emily!

This next oil painting is entitled Warm Autumn 1970 and is signed by HKC. I think it is more of a Keatsian celebration of the season and might grace anybody’s wall. I have photographed it without the frame which rather detracted from the painting as it was a bit rough and ready. Hope it inspires you!



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s