And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core"
"To Autumn"
John Keats
This poem is rather fitting, considering it's almost autumn right now. It is full of imagery about the fall season. The "winnowing wind," the "twined flowers," and the "mellow fruitfulness" create vivid images of the sights of autumn. Besides the sights of autumn, we also get a feel of the sounds of fall as well. The "hedge-crickets sing," and the "red-breast whistles." These sounds lead to the conclusion that fall is a bustling season filled with activity before the hibernation season of winter sets in. The birds flutter about and prepare for the coming dormant season; the bees stock up on what pollen remains; the plants are reaching their final blooms, and the clouds hover over the sky and create a "rosy hue." Autumn is our last chance [before winter] at appreciating the beauty of nature with its colored leaves, apples, and cool temperatures. I'd have to say autumn is one of my favorite seasons because of the cider and leaf piles, and this poem seems to praise the season of autumn as well.
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