{"id":9894,"date":"2017-12-12T20:16:16","date_gmt":"2017-12-12T20:16:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/?p=9894"},"modified":"2017-12-12T20:46:44","modified_gmt":"2017-12-12T20:46:44","slug":"elizabeth-drew-stoddard-november","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/2017\/12\/elizabeth-drew-stoddard-november\/","title":{"rendered":"Elizabeth Drew Stoddard — November"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"November<\/a>Good day and happy December and Happy Hanukkah<\/strong> (which begins today). I’ve started my shopping, put up lights outside, but haven’t yet gotten my Christmas tree or decorated the inside of my house. I’ve been lackadaisical and uninspired, spending time doing crosswords, catching up on past issues of The New Yorker,<\/em> and reading mysteries (Glass Houses<\/em> <\/strong>by Louise Penny<\/strong> and The White Trilogy<\/em><\/strong> by Ken Bruen<\/strong>).<\/p>\n

I’m slow to get in the spirit this year.\u00a0 It seems I am still in a November frame of mine so it figures that I’d post the poem “November”<\/strong><\/a> by Elizabeth Drew Stoddard<\/a>.\u00a0 Peace, love, and solace<\/strong><\/p>\n

November<\/strong>
\nMuch have I spoken of the faded leaf;
\nLong have I listened to the wailing wind,
\nAnd watched it ploughing through the heavy clouds,
\nFor autumn charms my melancholy mind.<\/p>\n

When autumn comes, the poets sing a dirge:
\nThe year must perish; all the flowers are dead;
\nThe sheaves are gathered; and the mottled quail
\nRuns in the stubble, but the lark has fled!<\/p>\n

Still, autumn ushers in the Christmas cheer,
\nThe holly-berries and the ivy-tree:
\nThey weave a chaplet for the Old Year\u2019s bier,
\nThese waiting mourners do not sing for me!<\/p>\n

I find sweet peace in depths of autumn woods,
\nWhere grow the ragged ferns and roughened moss;
\nThe naked, silent trees have taught me this,\u2014
\nThe loss of beauty is not always loss!<\/p>\n

Elizabeth Drew Stoddard<\/strong><\/p>\n

This poem appeared in Poems <\/em>(Houghton, Mifflin and Company, 1895). It is in the public domain.<\/p>\n

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\"Autumn<\/a>
Autumn charms my melancholy mind \u00a9 Ellen Wade Beals, 2017<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Good day and happy December and Happy Hanukkah (which begins today). I’ve started my shopping, put up lights outside, but haven’t yet gotten my Christmas tree or decorated the inside of my house. I’ve been lackadaisical and uninspired, spending time doing crosswords, catching up on past issues of The New Yorker, and reading mysteries (Glass […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[3420,3418,12,280,3206,3421,2028,3419,3417,39,13,7,16,32],"class_list":{"0":"post-9894","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-uncategorized","7":"tag-autumn-state-of-mind","8":"tag-elizabeth-drew-stoddard","9":"tag-ellen-wade-beals","10":"tag-glimpse-of-solace","11":"tag-ken-bruen","12":"tag-lackadaisical","13":"tag-louise-penny","14":"tag-melancholy","15":"tag-november","16":"tag-photography","17":"tag-poetry","18":"tag-solace","19":"tag-solace-in-so-many-words","20":"tag-weighed-words","21":"entry","22":"has-post-thumbnail"},"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9894","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9894"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9894\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9908,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9894\/revisions\/9908"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9894"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9894"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9894"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}