A Mind of Autumn
An Ekphrastic Sonnet
By D. J. ReddallPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Vincent van Gogh, "The Walk--Falling Leaves," 1889
Watching fall through a hospital window
Having sought aid for your sensitive mind
Which gleaned more from life's old book than most know
Seeking health, how did you strange beauty find?
How did you transform trees into tendrils?
What moved you to clothe the walker in leaves?
You read the foliage like the entrails
Of a sacrifice for which the fall grieves
Sumptuous is your tactile rendering
Of air and light and traipsing, bashful stream;
One feels one's own, small mind surrendering
To the undulating music you dream
You demolished autumnal convention
The fall rose to become your invention
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (6)
This is top notch wordsmithing, D.J.! Impressive work!
D.J., this is genuinely one of the most incredible pieces I've read on here; each line and stanza could be highlighted, but "you read the foliage like entrails of a sacrifice for which the fall grieves" absolutely stunned me. Masterful, masterful work. Thank you for sharing with all of us!
beautifully written
Whoaaaa, that was stunning! Loved it so muchA
Wonderfully written
I’m going to need pajamas, apple cider, a warm room, a blanket, and a good book after reading your poem. You totally developed this piece to feel what autumn is like. Superb work, sir. —S.S.