One Clover & A Bee: Poems for Autumn
Fall Changes—Poems for Outside & In
Fall is a great time for poetry. The season is bursting with vivid sights, sounds and smells. It’s wonderful to be outside, taking in the warm autumn colors that surround us and that late-day, slanting light that makes everything look like it’s dipped in honey.
The next time you’re enjoying the out-of-doors, bring this poem by Lilian Moore along. It’s an easy one for little kids to remember, and is fun for saying aloud and making into a game, because the poem breaks down the experience of crunching through dry leaves so that we can feel every step.
Try saying it with your child as you walk, using the line breaks as a guide to where you should slow down and speed up.
by Lilian Moore
New sounds to
under bare trees.
Indoors, many of us are also making transitions, starting school or other new routines, taking stock of the year ahead. When it’s time to pull out the sweaters and long pants, there might be some surprises…
Here’s a poem by U.S. Children’s Poet Laureate Mary Ann Hoberman, that marks the changes happening inside this season.
by Mary Ann Hoberman
The grown-ups say I’m growing tall
And that my clothes are growing small.
Can clothes grow small?
I always think
That things grow big
Or else they shrink.
But did they shrink
Or did I grow
Or did we both change?
I don’t know.
Another fun poem that’s easy to remember and to say aloud. Children also love the word play and “trying on” ideas about what’s happening to their bodies as they grow.
Here’s hoping your transitions are colorful and sweet!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Amy’s the mother of two children who seem to enjoy poetry, for which she’s extremely grateful. Her first book, How I Got Lost So Close To Home, was published by Alice James Books and poems have appeared in a variety of anthologies and journals. She’s a former Associate at the Five College Women’s Studies Research Center at Mt. Holyoke College, where she looked at the impact of motherhood on the work of women poets. In addition to her life as a poet, Dryansky works for a land trust, teaches in at Hampshire College, leads workshops in the community and writes about what it’s like to navigate the territory of mother/poet/worker at her blog, Pokey Mama. Her second book, Grass Whistle, is forthcoming from Salmon Poetry in 2013.
[Photo credit: (ccl) Alexander Forst-Rakoczy]