Autumn or Fall:
Which is more poetic?
These words tell me where you come from:
Where I’m from, we say ‘Autumn’
Which sounds nice but doesn’t mean anything
apart from a new season
whereas ‘Fall,’ now, there’s a loaded word:
We stand or fall by our words, catch cold (or worse) and then
We all fall down…
Fall or Autumn?
I do not know which word is the more poetic:
Autumn or Fall?
I know which is the more prophetic term.
Posted for Earthweal’s Open Link Weekend #39. I’ve read a lot of Autumn and Fall themed poems recently (the season does lend itself to poetry, just ask Keats) which got me thinking about the words we use, and what they might tell us about ourselves, and our world. Then of course we have the run-up to the US election, whose fate might decide how quickly we, as a human race, race to our own destruction. And a President who must now stand by his decision not to wear a mask. We stand or fall by the choices we make. But I know I’m preaching to the converted. I doubt many of Trump’s supporters read much poetry.
I’ll leave you with a little Bob Dylan, particular emphasis on the final two verses: