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My November Guest

Winter approaches. Today, was a dreary day and the trees are becoming littered on the ground as their leaves fall. Yet, as Robert Frost pointed out, there is something lovely in the barrenness of November days. This reminds me that, as fall turns to winter, of a need for the seasonal shifts that bring new life into the world. It is part of the healing process nature provides.

My Sorrow, when she’s there with me,

Thinks these dark days of autumn rain

Are beautiful as days can be;

She loves the bare, the withered tree;

She walks the sodden pasture lane.

Her pleasure will not let me stay,

She talks and I am fain to list;

She’s glad the birds have gone way.

She’s glad her simple worsted gray

Is silver now with clinging mist.

The desolate, deserted trees,

The faded earth, the heavy sky,

The beauties she so truly sees,

She thinks I have no eye for these,

And vexes me for reason why.

Not yesterday, I learned to know

The love of bare November days

Before the coming of the snow,

But it were vain to tell her so,

And they are better for her praise.

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About ivonprefontaine

I completed a PhD at Gonzaga University in Spokane, WA. Previously, I taught for 20 years and spent the last 14 years teaching in an incrediable hybrid school setting. My dissertation topic and research were how certain teachers experience becoming who teachers. For me, teaching is a calling and vocation that allows me to express who I am as a person. Currently, I am waiting and listening to what will call me next. I am an educator, phenomenologist, scholar, published poet, author, parent, grandparent, and spouse.

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  1. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    THE GUEST IS HERE…HAVE YOU GUESSED????

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  2. If there is a finer poet than Frost (perhaps equal but not finer) than I am ignorant of such. This is a truly lovely post. And, how sentimentally appropriate for November close to the 50 year anniversary of JFKs assassination to which Frost wrote “Dedication” for his inaugural address. Thank you for this one and all the other great posts at your site. Paulette

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  3. November prepares us for what’s next – wintery winds and snow!

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  4. What a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing it Ivon. I love the bare November days. 🙂

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  5. Beautiful composition.

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  6. Winter is an opportunity top clear the house/life to provide room for renewal and new possibilities that Spring shall bring.

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