Fifty Shades of Autumn

Nature continues to give. Riots of colour, of harvest are summoned. It seems almost at will. Her palette is richer. There is a depth to everything, made deeper still by the sun beginning to hang lower in the sky, it’s light denser, glowing at dawn and at twilight, enriching everything it falls upon.

Our classic poets take stock. They have seen her bounty – this act of giving – many times before. ...