This series of glowing Maple trees was taken Saturday afternoon, October 30, 2021, along E. High Street, bordering Grove Hill Cemetery, in Morrison, IL. Poets have often felt the same wonder with autumnal coloration.
“Fall, Leaves, Fall” by Emily Bronte: Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree.
Albert Camus: Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
George Eliot: Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
John Mark Green: Rebellious leaves going out in a blaze of glory, setting trees aflame in riotous color. Reluctant surrender to rumors of coming winter. Crisp nights and insistent winds pry loose their desperate grip. One by one, they learn the art of letting go. Their final descent paints the ground lavishly.
“Autumn Joy” by Joyce Zephyrin: Scarlet maple spreads its branch skyward and inspires Autumn joy by turning its leaves to fire.
