Robyn Hood Black left this, "Maybe conjure up a poem about the very first hints of fall you start to notice, such as the slight decline in the mercury?" Fair enough, not particularly challenging since, despite the warmer summer we've been experiencing this year, there are definite signs we are moving into another season. The two things that jumped out at me, 1. geese are already migrating, 2. wild grapes growing amongst the weeds at the edge of a stone wall have ripened, and although I haven't seen them, their grape-y fragrance occasionally sets my scent memories aflutter! So, here you go, Robyn!
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Wonderful, jammy and delicious. Love those tangled skeins.
ReplyDeleteI only learned a few years ago, that a vee of geese is called a skein. It works well in a poem!
DeleteI love the inter-woven parts of fall beginnings, wrapping round already to spring, Diane, and that jelly-making memory. It's interesting what happens when we begin to write. I like what you did with Robyn's challenge!
ReplyDeleteYou're right, we never know at the beginning, where we're going to end up. And sometimes it's right back at the beginning again!
DeleteI especially love "spring / light's silver promise of another / try at jelly-making..." Lovely poem, Diane, and an experience I recognize (only with blackberries.)
ReplyDeleteThose old-time kitchen arts never were my forte. How did you do?
DeleteLovely, Diane! I'm especially fond of "skeins of geese untangle" and the "molten-gold light." I've never tried making jelly, but that's probably for the best.
ReplyDeleteYou don't give yourself enough credit, Michelle!
DeleteJelly-making - what a lovely memory. Amazing how scent - and poetry - can transport us. Thanks for this delicious treat. =)
ReplyDeleteSome of my favorite memories come with smells!
DeleteSuch a great image, those skeins of geese. I really like the way you wove that personal experience into this beautiful beginning to fall. Nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Dori! I only wish fall hadn't come as fast as it has!
DeleteI ditto the enjoyment of "skeins of geese" and "molten-gold light." You surely took that challenge and ran with it. Lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteI work best with a challenge in front of me, Molly.
DeleteLovely--my knitter's heart flutters at skeins of geese untangling. And yes, sometimes a recipe is good!
ReplyDeleteI never learned to knit. I did try my hand at crocheting, but I don't have the patience for it.
DeleteI have strawberry guava abundantly ripening like your grapes. The birds are having a field day.
ReplyDeleteLike Buffy, I adored the "Skeins of geese untangling."
Strawberry guava? Sounds intriguing. Are they edible?
DeleteYes, the skeins. But also the "HAH!" at the end when reader learns why the jelly attempt failed!!
ReplyDeleteThe reason why lots of my projects fail--"doesn't follow instructions."
DeleteI am also looking for those little signs of fall. Love the molten golden light and the taste of grape jelly in your poem.
ReplyDeleteHow will all the water affect your fall this year on the Teche?
DeleteLove the image of overly ripe grapes and the failed attempts at jelly. It is time to move on. Glad you're feeling fall.
ReplyDeleteAlthough it's still warm, there's a definite change in the intensity of the heat that's undeniably fall-ish.
DeleteSometimes reading the directions is the only way to go! I like your poem!
ReplyDeleteYes, it is, Ruth. I do like well-written instructions, and there's the rub.
DeleteHa, you had me with skeins and then the failed jelly! It's so easy to write expected images when one writes a "season" poem, and yet here you have brought us all kinds of surprises. Thank you! xo
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to know there are a few surprises left in my writing! I sometimes find myself saying the same things over and over.
DeleteWhile I am very late in checking in with last week's PF, I did appreciate your poem gearing us up for fall, Diane.
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