I reprint this poem every year, it seems. A gift. “Autumn Grace” was published in Bell’s Letters Poet, WestWard Quarterly, and SMILE. The picture is another drawing by Kate Greenaway, from the Public Domain section at Karen’s Whimsy.
AUTUMN GRACE
leaves of bleeding hearts
now gold
so do broken hearts mend
so does grief heal
Autumn grace
It is a beautiful poem, worthy of many repetitions.
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Thank you
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Lovely, Grace. Just what I need this day! Thank you.
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Thank you and blessings
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Blessings to you too! I just realized I called you Grace and you are Ellen. I think it was because , reading your words ,I felt filled with grace! Thank you again.
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Thank you. My mother called me Ellen Grace. Grace was her mother.
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It’s a lovely poem. Glad I will see it next year.:)
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Thank you!!
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Reblogged this on Vector Charley and commented:
Perfect timing!!!
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Thank you, Charley, and blessings
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So beautiful, goes deep inside me.
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It is a healing poem – I had lived it for years, in different ways, and then it was given to share in many ways. Sometimes it seems that poetry now is about waiting and creating the space for the poems – at least some of the time.
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Love what you say about the poetry process.
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This poem is a gift to us! Thank you!
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Dear Debbie, You are welcome and thank you for your kind words, as always.
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