I don't know exactly why it seems easier to write about the change of seasons. Perhaps it's experiencing all the senses around me and then writing about it: seeing the leaves change color, hearing the crunch of leaves underneath my boots, tasting and smelling the foods and drinks that bring out the essence of autumn and feeling the cold air work its way through several layers of clothes. Nevertheless, the change of seasons is something many experience, and there's something about it that is very appealing for me to write about.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Change of Seasons
One thing I have noticed over the past couple of weeks is how the change of seasons has served as an influence in my poetry writing. Walking from class to class, I constantly get bombarded with all sorts of new ideas to write about. Whether it be the leaves changing, the brisk air, the warmer clothing or the apple cider now in the dining halls, I find it necessary at times to mention it in my writing.
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You're joining a long line of poets who have been heavily interested in the seasons--recall Shelley's writing about the west wind in the poem we looked at earlier this semester. Perhaps there's something about the weather that calls to be expressed, even in our technological age when we can largely escape it, if need be.
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