‘Autumn’s Kiss’ by Aaron Berkowitz The Society March 4, 2014 Beauty, Poetry 1 Comment The wisp of wind that makes the leaves go dance and play above the browning grass, cannot but stir awake my eyes and ears from trance to sound and sight more fine than can be bought. Where sun and earth will kiss amidst the trees and light the fronds in fire of red and brown whose hues won’t wax or wane if blown to sea, that force my lungs to gasp as if they drown. The gentle, warm deep breaths of torrid fall awakens happy feelings of rebirth— satisfaction is guaranteed to all if they but look upon the dimming earth. To bask in splendor shall never get old it will arrive again, it is foretold Aaron Berkowitz is a freelance writer/editor who also teaches creative writing to middle school and high school students. Although not typically a “metered poetry” kind of guy, he enjoys the patterns and rhythms of language that meter can create and relished the opportunity to dust off his scansion skills to write this poem. He is also co-founder and editor-in-chief of the Jewish Literary Journal, a monthly online publication of creative writing. Featured Image: “Autumn on the River” by Gottlieb Daniel Paul Weber (1823-1916) Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) One Response Gershon Ben-Avraham August 7, 2017 I can’t tell you how good it makes me feel to see that someone, today, can still write poetry like this. Amazing. Thanks. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.