Copper into Brass

The winter will be short, the summer long,
The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot,
Tasting of cider and of scuppernong;
All seasons sweet, but autumn best of all.

The autumn frosts will lie upon the grass
Like bloom on grapes of purple-brown and gold.
The misted early mornings will be cold;
The little puddles will be roofed with glass.
The sun, which burns from copper into brass,
Melts these at noon, and makes the boys unfold
Their knitted mufflers; full as they can hold
Fat pockets dribble chestnuts as they pass.
~Elinor Wylie from “Wild Peaches”
Amber stretches from sky to ground.
The clouds key-holed in the chill
and below, the leaves suffer their own keyholes
as they slowly melt away.
I’m feeling holey myself,
punched and transparent,
pondering where holiness is found
when life wholly shows its holes.

One thought on “Copper into Brass

  1. The two sunrise photos are mesmerizing. The Fall skies are foreboding in a way, previewing the brief dark
    time that is upon us, but also, deep within, they show hopeful, barely visible signs of the mystery to come.

    Your comment, Emily, about ‘holiness found when life wholly shows its holes,’ is so familiar to me.
    Because ‘holiness’ IS all around us in the Body of Christ, as our human condition mirrors its ‘holes’ of
    physical and spiritual suffering and deprivation — those deep crevices within that are naked to our human eyes.
    Except — they ARE visible to us when we look with the eyes of Jesus and see, not only with our ‘new’ eyes,
    but also with our heart and soul. That reality became a part of my faith life years ago and is one of God’s
    most precious gifts to me.

    All we have to do is to ask for the gift. Not as facile as it may seem, however, because, in the asking we are
    tacitly pledging a commitment to follow through with action when we finally ‘see’ the need and the ensuing
    response that will be required of us. To me, that is what discipleship is all about….not easy now or at any time
    in human history — but, oh, the indescribable joy that is given to us as we accept His invitation to ‘Follow Me’!.


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