As Summer into Autumn slips

As Summer into Autumn slips
And yet we sooner say
“The Summer” than “the Autumn,” lest
We turn the sun away,

And almost count it an Affront
The presence to concede
Of one however lovely, not
The one that we have loved —

So we evade the charge of Years
On one attempting shy
The Circumvention of the Shaft
Of Life’s Declivity.

by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)


5 Responses to “As Summer into Autumn slips”

  1. Reflections in the water like shadows in my mind
    Speak to me of passing days and nights and passing time
    The falling leaves are whispering, winter’s on its way
    I close my eyes remembering the warmth of yesterday

    It seems a shame to see September swallowed by the wind
    And more than that it’s oh so sad to see the summer’s end
    And though the changing colors are a lovely thing to see
    If it were mine to make a change, I think I’d let it be

    But I don’t remember hearing anybody asking me

    By Dick Kniss, Mike Taylor and John Denver

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