“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.
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.
14 thoughts on ““Fall, Leaves, Fall” by Emily Bronte”
Lovely, thank you!
Beautiful! We may one day see Scotland again in a different season. I look forward to it!
We love visiting in May. Flowers are in bloom and the temperatures are right in the sweet spot. 🙂
A perfect poem for an autumn day. One of my favourites.
So very glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
Lovely poem, Wendy, from a true talent. And that’s exactly how I feel!
Glad you enjoyed it, Alli. 🙂
Wonderful pairing of poem and picture!
Thank you! 🙂
Hello! I too love this poem–which feels particularly potent this autumn 2020. I wrote a choral setting based on the poem and wanted to share it with you in case you are interested. Have a lovely day! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ganwq062o_M
How lovely, Allie! Thank you so much for sharing this with me. It’s such a beautiful poem and you have elevated it to a new level. You are extremely talented! xx
Thank you so much for listening and writing to me! All the best to you from across the ocean (i think)
Not sure! I’m in the US. Where are you located?