@bookwormsat.bsky.social'Be with me always — take any form — drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!'
-Emily Brontë
Join #BookWormSat this Saturday for a day of Gothic Literature!
🎨Rovina Cai
@sarahnour.bsky.social"Don’t you imagine the leaves dream now how comfortable it will be to touch the earth instead of the nothingness of the air and the endless freshets of wind?"
—Song for Autumn, Mary Oliver
@sarahnour.bsky.social“You’re not quite fair; you have the autumn, too.”
“What’s the autumn?”
“A second spring when every leaf’s a flower.”
—The Misunderstanding, Albert Camus
@sarahnour.bsky.social"Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree."
—Fall, leaves, fall, Emily Brontë
@sarahnour.bsky.social"[He] lay on his back, full length on the warm rock. Not sleeping; his eyes reflected the open grey of the autumnal sky."
—Daughter of the Forest, Juliet Marillier
@folkhorrorrevival.bsky.social"The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing,
The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying,
And the Year
On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead,
Is lying."
Percy Bysshe Shelley, #Autumn: A Dirge #BookWormSat
🖼️ Alan Reynolds 'Late Autumn, 1957'
@racheldeering.bsky.socialThere Came a Day ~ Ted Hughes.
There came a day that caught the summer
Wrung its neck
Plucked it
And ate it.
Now what shall I do with the trees?
The day said, the day said.
Strip them bare, strip them bare.
Let´s see what is really there. 1/4 #BookWormSat
🖼️ Blackberry Pie,Willem Claesz. Heda,1631.
@folkhorrorrevival.bsky.social"It was a fine #Autumn. The blackberries were ripe, the nuts were ready & the mice of Brambly Hedge were very busy. Every morning they went out into the fields to gather seeds, berries & roots which they took back to the Store Stump & stowed away for the winter ahead."
Jill Barklem #BookwormSat
@folkhorrorrevival.bsky.social“Come,” said the Wind to the Leaves one day.
"Come over the meadow and we will play.
Put on your dresses of red and gold.
For summer is gone and the days grow cold."
'An #Autumn greeting' by George Cooper
#BookwormSat 🌬️🍂
🎨 Franklin Booth, 1911
@wunderkammertales.eurosky.social"The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leaves they were crisped and sere—
The leaves they were withering and sere;
It was night in the lonesome October
Of my most immemorial year;"
(Edgar Allan Poe "Ulalume")
🎨 Edmund Dulac
@petras-pages.bsky.social‘The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;’
William Butler Yeats
The Wild Swans at Coole
🦢 www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43288/... #BookWormSat
@thesurrealari.bsky.socialThe October Country, by Ray Bradbury
@asls.org.ukO whence the leaves
scuttering down Easter Road,
sycamore and rowan
desperate as refugees,
crowding against the wheels of street-side dumpsters…
—Kathleen Jamie, “Autumn”
from THE BONNIEST COMPANIE (Picador, 2015)
#BookWormSat #poem #poetry
www.panmacmillan.com/authors/kath...
@niftybuckles.bsky.social#BookWormSat 🍂📖
Harvest feasts, golden fields, and fireside ghost stories—autumn fills Washington Irving’s “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.” The Headless Horseman rides. 🎃🐎
📖 Illustrated by Arthur Rackham. Published in 1928 by George G. Harrap & Co., London.
#TheLegendofSleepyHollow 🎃 #AutumnReads 📖
@racheldeering.bsky.socialAlone, Poe ~ ‘From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring—
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow—I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone— 1/3 #BookWormSat
@niftybuckles.bsky.social#BookWormSat 📗🎃
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
— L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables, Chapter XVI
Anne dances in with maple boughs, reveling in autumn’s crimson and gold. Pure seasonal wonder for Autumn Literature. 🍁
#AnneOfGreenGables #AutumnReads
@niftybuckles.bsky.social#BookWormSat 🍂
As autumn deepens, the Owens witches of "Practical Magic," by Alice Hoffman weave quiet spells of moon magic, sisterly bonds, and small-town enchantment.
Everyday magic unfurls amid autumn’s long nights atmospheric, warm, and deliciously witchy.
#AutumnReads #PracticalMagic ✨
@whatters2.bsky.socialListen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!
Humbert Wolfe P.L.M." (Peoples, Landfalls, Mountains)
📷 Peter Meade
