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Wyrd Wednesday @wyrdwednesday.bsky.social · 9h

Wyrdlings! In the middle of everyone’s favourite season – witchy, wyrd, wynderful – we Mothers would be amiss if we did not give you: “Something Wicked This Way Comes – Dark Arts!” as this week’s #WyrdWednesday topic. Come and conjure tales of Necromancy, Bibliomancy and Anythingelsemancy!

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Folk Horror Revival 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ @folkhorrorrevival.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"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'

Painting of a stylised bleak landscape with bare trees and a red Sun sinking below the horizon.

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Sarah Nour @sarahnour.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"[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 #BookWormSat

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Otoboku Anime: Autumn Sky Through Trees

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Sarah Nour @sarahnour.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"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 #BookWormSat

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Vibrant Autumn Leaves Falling

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Sarah Nour @sarahnour.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

“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 #BookWormSat

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Vibrant Autumn Foliage

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Sarah Nour @sarahnour.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"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 #BookWormSat

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Autumn Forest Fall Leaves

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Rachel Deering @racheldeering.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

There 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.

Table with blackberry pie, white tablecloth, glass; one with wine ? And one fallen, there are two silver plates - one with a slice of pie and one with the pie and a silver spoon on top, , there is a silver goblet that is fallen to one side and an open watch on the table, grey background, painting.

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Folk Horror Revival 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ @folkhorrorrevival.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

“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

Painting of three young women riding a swing joyfully. They are wearing orange dresses that resemble October leaves.

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Folk Horror Revival 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ @folkhorrorrevival.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"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

Illustration from Brambly Hedge: Autumn Story. It shows two anthropomorphic mice, one a young girl wearing a dress, straw hat and pinafore, and an older male mouse wearing an orange coat. They are gathering the bountiful blackberries from the tangled bushes and collecting them in a wicker basket.

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The Ghost Monk @theghostmonk.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

#SpookySunday tomorrow so please do feel free to join the feed. Use the hashtag to contribute posts on all things ghostly: #folklore, fiction, poetry, art, info on haunted locations and #ghosts in popular culture. I'm looking forward to another day of phantom fun! #31DaysOfHalloween #ghost

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Tiffany Leigh Rose 🖤🥀 @tlrose.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

Sometimes when I watch trees sway, From the window or the door. I shall set forth for somewhere, I shall make the reckless choice Some day when they are in voice And tossing so as to scare The white clouds over them on. I shall have less to say, But I shall be gone. #BookWormSat

A painting of a woman in an old fashioned black dress and hat, walking into a forest of autumn leaves. She has a book tucked under one arm.

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Petra @petras-pages.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

‘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

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Joy Parry @joy13.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

#BookWormSat "... the trees were gorgeous in their autumnal leafiness - the warm odours of flower and herb came sweet upon the sense ..." Elizabeth Gaskell - North and South 🎨Tom Scott

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bookswain.bsky.social @bookswain.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

“He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.” - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring #BookWormSat

Thomas Moran - Under the Trees, painted in 1865.
A painting of a grove of trees with fall colors forming a window with mountains visible.
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Rivka @theasraidance.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

'O world, I cannot hold thee close enough! Thy winds, thy wide grey skies! Thy mists that roll and rise! Thy woods this autumn day, that ache and sag And all but cry with colour!' 🖋️Edna St. Vincent Millay 🎨Tom Scott #BookWormSat

Painting, 1902. Woman wearing a long white dress in an autumnal scene. Trees, a carpet of leaves on the ground, dark sky. Cropped from original image.

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Dirk Puehl @wunderkammertales.eurosky.social · 10/10/2026

"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 #Bookwormsat

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A. A. Rubin @thesurrealari.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

The October Country, by Ray Bradbury #bookwormsat

Black text on white:

OCTOBER COUNTRY
... that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun.
That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain....

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Suzanne the Slacker @suzannef.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

“The house was very quiet, and the fog - we are in November now - pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.” E.M. Forster - Howard’s End #BookWormSat 🖼️ = Alfred Sisley - Fog, Voisins

Fog soaked painting of garden with bright flowers in foreground woman harvesting and tree in background spots of red and brown autumn throughout

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Rachel Deering @racheldeering.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

Alone, 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

Woman in black hat and jacket over a grey /silver gown with white skirts and white gloves stood amongst autumn leaves with trees in autumn colours behind her. She is holding a basket? of autumn leaves. Painting.

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Nifty Buckles Folklore @niftybuckles.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

#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 📖

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Suzanne the Slacker @suzannef.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

“It was…a fine autumnal day, the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance.” Washington Irving #BookWormSat 🖼️ = View On The Catskill, Early Autumn - Thomas Cole

Painting of Catskill Creek one of Cole’s favorite subjects. Rolling hills in the background, house with smoking chimney, cut tree stump, and a wooden fence in foreground lush greenery throughout

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Association for Scottish Literature @asls.org.uk · 10/10/2026

O 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...

Autumn
by Kathleen Jamie

O whence the leaves
scuttering down Easter Road,
sycamore and rowan
desperate as refugees,
crowding against the wheels of street-side dumpsters
– common leaves
with two-three crisp packets, like gaudy imposters
fleeing by outside the corner-shop
convenient for milk and pornography …

see the leaves hurry, Shy but Dirty –
past the Chinese nail-bar,
Mr Greg’s Tatoos –
they’re here, look:
blown into your stair
with the pizza delivery leaflets …
O whither the leaves?

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Lynne S @ghirlandia.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

When a sighing begins In the violins Of the autumn-song, My heart is drowned In the languorous sound … Chanson d’automne Paul Verlaine Ivan Choultsé #BookWormSat

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Jussi @finnfolklorist.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

The Freezing Lake Tonight the lake is freezing. The water barely stirs. Beneath the white moonlight, the earth is deathly still. Only in mute vigil do the trees stand in the gloom, trees with their long shadows. And far away, a dog is barking. #BookWormSat

An oil painting shows a small cabin on a snowy shore at dusk, with a golden light reflecting across the calm, purple-toned water under a red sky.

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Joy Parry @joy13.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

#BookWormSat When melancholy Autumn comes to Wembley And electric trains are lighted after tea The poplars near the stadium are trembly With their tap and tap and whispering to me ..." John Betjeman - Harrow on the Hill 📷Fela Sanu

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Whatters2 @whatters2.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

Listen! 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 #BookWormSat

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Nifty Buckles Folklore @niftybuckles.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

#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 ✨

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Nifty Buckles Folklore @niftybuckles.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

#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

Anne of Green Gables by Montgomery, L. M.; Claus, M. A. and W. A. J. (Illust.): Good Hardcover (1909) Ninth Printing. | Underground Books, ABAA

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Agnieszka @agniesz.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

October’s a blink of the eye... A frost has snapped millions of trees all across the country into brightness. The ones that aren’t evergreen are a combination of beautiful and tawdry, red orange gold the leaves, then brown, and down. Ali Smith, Autumn #BookWormSat 🎨 Gustav Klimt

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Joy Parry @joy13.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

#BookWormSat "To his eyes all seemed beautiful, but to me a tinge of melancholy lay upon the countryside, which bore so clearly the mark of the waning year. Yellow leaves carpeted the lanes and fluttered down as we passed ..." Arthur Conan Doyle - The Hound of the Baskervilles

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Jussi @finnfolklorist.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

October Across the muddy field, the harsh light of lanterns. Rain torments the trembling window. Like a prince, he wrapped my aching head in a fairy tale. Why was I disappointed? I knew the laws of life. #BookWormSat

Rain pouring on a field

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Jussi @finnfolklorist.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

The sky is veiled in clouds, the shore-tree stands stripped and bare; the wind churns the waves to a roar, and the blooming meadow turns yellow. Summer’s tender, gentle season endures but a fleeting while, yet within the heart, its memory may surge like the rolling waves. #BookWormSat

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BookWormSat @bookwormsat.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

‘Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.’ ~ Albert Camus. @racheldeering.bsky.social here for the rest of an autumnal #BookWormSat 🖼️ Ellen Robbins

Painting of a variety of Autumn leaves on a stone wall with trees in the background.

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Lori Lou Freshwater @lorifreshwater.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

October Country, Ray Bradbury #bookwormsat

OCTOBER COUNTRY

...that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun.
That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain..

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RoseRed @thebookishgardener.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

“𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚠, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚝. 𝙶𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚜; 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝙲𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝙲𝚒𝚝𝚢.” ― 𝙻𝚘𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝙰𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚝 #BookWormSat

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RoseRed @thebookishgardener.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎." -𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚕 𝙷𝚊𝚠𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎, "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜," 𝟷𝟾𝟺𝟸 🖌️ "𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜," 𝙴𝚍𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝙻𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚜, 𝟷𝟾𝟼𝟻 #BookWormSat

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The Ghost Monk @theghostmonk.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"O'er pathless rocks, Through beds of matted fern, and tangled thickets, Forcing my way, I came to one dear nook Unvisited, where not a broken bough Drooped with its withered leaves..." - William Wordsworth, 'Nutting' 🎨John Glover, Cumberland Landscape, 1820 #BookWormSat #Cumbria #poetry

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The Great Detective @greatdetective.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

'Draw your chair up and hand me my violin, for the only problem we still have to solve is how to while away these bleak autumnal evenings.' THE ADVENTURE OF THE NOBLE BACHELOR Arthur Conan Doyle (1892) #BookWormSat 💙📚

Sherlock Holmes plays the violin for Watson

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Rupert Ferguson @druidtombraider.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

“It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.” ― Sarah Addison Allen, "First Frost" #BookWormSat @bookwormsat.bsky.social

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bus_error @buserror5.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

#BookWormSat The Passing of Autumn by Archibald Lampman. This text is from a 1905 reprint of The Poems of Archibald Lampman (1900).

The Passing of Autumn

The wizard has woven his ancient scheme;
A day and a starlit night;
And the world is a shadowy-pencilled dream
Of colour, haze, and light.

Like something an angel wrought, maybe,
To answer a fairy's whim,
A fold of an ancient tapestry,
A phantom rare and dim.

Silent and smooth as the crystal stone
The river lies serene,
And the fading hills are a jewelled throne
For the Fall and the Mist, his Queen.

Slim as out of aerial seas,
The elms and poplars fair
Float like the dainty spirits of trees
In the mellow dreamlike air.

Silvery-soft by the forest side—
Wine-red, yellow, rose—
The wizard of Autumn, faint, blue-eyed—
Swinging his censer, goes.

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Dirk Puehl @wunderkammertales.eurosky.social · 10/10/2026

"That season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling – that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness." (Jane Austen "Persuasion", 1817) 🎨 John Atkinson Grimshaw (1874) #BookwormSat

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Paul @pmf-englishteacher.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. Shakespeare, Sonnet 73 #BookWormSat

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Ruins of Despair @ruinsofdespair.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. P. B. Shelley: 'Autumn: A Dirge' (c. 1820)

Cmentarz białoruski w Russakowiczach (The Belarusian Cemetery in Russakowicze) by Henryk Weyssenhoff 1889

An oil painting in oranges, browns, and greys. A view over an old autumnal cemetery.

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Association for Scottish Literature @asls.org.uk · 10/10/2026

AUTUMN, by Ali Smith (2016) “Autumn 2016… the UK is in pieces, divided by a historic once-in-a-generation summer. Love is won, love is lost. Hope is hand in hand with hopelessness… Here is time, ever-changing, ever cyclical. Here comes Autumn” #BookWormSat #Booksky www.penguin.co.uk/books/285171...

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Autumn

Autumn 2016: Daniel is a century old. Elisabeth, born in 1984, has her eye on the future. And the UK is in pieces, divided by a historic once-in-a-generation summer. Love is won, love is lost. Hope is...

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Paul @pmf-englishteacher.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

“…there comes to me the sharp picture of New York at its best, on a shiny blue-and-white Autumn day with its buildings cut diagonally in halves of light and shadow, with its straight neat avenues colored with quick throngs, like confetti in a breeze.” Dorothy Parker, “My Home Town” 1928 #BookWormSat

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Rosalind Ahmed @21rosa.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns." George Eliot's Letter to Miss Lewis, October 1, 1841 🎨 Alfred Stevens 'Autumn' (1876) #BookWormSat

Dark haired woman, with dark eyes and eyebrows and pale skin stands in front of autumn trees. She has a pensive expression & has a book tucked under one arm. Her bronze clothing and gold jewellery is echoic of the colours of the autumn leaves framing her

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Jenny Gaitskell @jennygaitskell.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

'The trees are revealing their structures. There’s the catch of fire in the air. All the souls are out marauding. But there are roses, there are still roses. In the damp and the cold, on a bush that looks done, there’s a wide-open rose, still.' Ali Smith, Autumn #BookWormSat 🎨Elena Smal

Abstract painting of unknown blooms across the canvas. Pale peach and gold, with flashes of coral and apricot.

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axelkallesoe.bsky.social @axelkallesoe.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"[A] final deep red gleam caught Eleanors attention, like a closing eye bleeding among the trees. The wind was strengthening and pulling leaves loose by the thousand. Swarms of them tumbled through the dimly lit quadrangle" "Horror at Halloween: Eleanor" #BookwormSat 🖼️ "Lost Hearts"

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blixy scrumpfer @ghobubo.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

"It was as though he were lying in the arms of Autumn, wrapped about by her veiling mists, and drawing in the fragrance of her tears." A Kiss for the Leper Francois Mauriac (Gerard Hopkins, translator) #BookWormSat

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mmch.bsky.social @mmch.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar When the dawn begins to crack It's all part of my autumn almanac Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow So I sweep them in my sack Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac Autumn Almanac -The Kinks #BookWormSat

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