THE HARVEST MOON
It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes
And roofs of villages, on woodland crests
And their aerial neighborhoods of nest
Deserted, on the curtained window-panes
Of rooms were children sleep, on country lanes.
And harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests!
Gone are the birds that were our summer guests,
With the last sheaves return the laboring wains!
All things are symbols: the external shows
Of Nature have their image in the mind;
As flowers and fruits and falling of the leaves;
The song-birds leave us at the summer's close,
Only the empty nests are left behind,
"The Harvest Moon"
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
(1807-1882)
American poet and educator
"Haymaker's Moon"
"Husking Bee"
Will Moses
American artist and fourth generation
member of the renown Moses family
"Haymaker's Moon"
"Husking Bee"
Will Moses
American artist and fourth generation
member of the renown Moses family
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