A Man For All Seasons

By luigi_pagano

Sat, 03 Aug 2019

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When I wrote a poem

which sought to denounce

the bleakness of Autumn,

I was derided

for my point of view.

So I have decided,

for diplomatic reasons,

to become a man

for all seasons.

I therefore renounce

my previous condemnation

and ask my dear friends

for their forgiveness:

I made the wrong choice.

I will still sing

the praise of Spring,

Summer and Winter

but I shall also rejoice

in Keats’ celebration

of the ‛season of mists

and mellow fruitfulness’.

Comments

Now you are a man of all

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Sat, 2019-08-03 13:00

Now you are a man of all seasons Luigi.

I enjoyed your poem.

Jenny. xx

Yes, Jenny, I have softened

Permalink Submitted by luigi_pagano on Sat, 2019-08-03 16:36

Yes, Jenny, I have softened my attitude and don't see Autumn in a bad light anymore.
Thanks for reading and commenting.

Luigi ixx

Ha. I like the idea of

Permalink Submitted by onemorething on Sat, 2019-08-03 13:01

Ha. I like the idea of ‘denouncing’ a season. Not that I would ever denounce autumn, more shockingly perhaps I think that spring gets far too much adulation for such a windy, unpredictable, unsettled, often cold, wet season. It’s all promises and no delivery *awaits hate mail*. I enjoyed your poem. I’m pleased that you have reformed.

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I wouldn't say that I am

Permalink Submitted by luigi_pagano on Sat, 2019-08-03 16:47

I wouldn't say that I am completely reformed, onemorething. Although I have reluctantly agreed to the 'validity' of Autumn as an acceptable season, I hanker for the warmth of Summer perhaps because I come from a Mediterranean country.
Thanks for letting me know that you enjoyed this poem.

Best, Luigi