The name- of it – is ‘Autumn’-

The hue – of it – is Blood –

An Artery – upon the Hill –

A Vein – along the Road –

Great Globules – in the Alleys –

And Oh, the Shower of Stain –

When Winds – upset the Basin –

And spill the Scarlet Rain –

It sprinkles Bonnets – far below –

It gathers ruddy Pools –

Then eddies like a Rose – away –

Upon Vermilion Wheels –

by Emily Dickinson