“October” poem by Robert Frost

it was a dark and stormy night.  The bunny with glowing red eyes
It was a dark and stormy night. The bunny, with glowing eyes...

Kristina has brought a trend to the rabbit blogoshphere: Blogtober! You’re supposed to blog every day in October, or at least more often than normal.  I thought it was too cute an idea to pass up, though I think I’ll be in the second category of “more often than normal.”  I was planning to blog more come this fall anyway, so it seemed a good time to start!

I just posted a rabbit faults and DQ’s quiz for those who want to practice for ARBA royalty or judges’ tests.  But as that is probably boring to many of the other blogging RA’ers, I’m hereby putting up my dark and stormy scary bunny picture (see left) and posting one of my favorite poems (I have a lot of favorites)…


by that Robert Frost dude.

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,

Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
one from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.

Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if the were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost–
For the grapes’ sake along the all.

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