October's orchestra plays softly on
The northern forest with its thousand strings,
And Autumn, the conductor wields anon
The Golden-rod-- The baton that he swings.

(C) Emily Pauline Johnson
03/05/2017


Best Poems of Emily Pauline Johnson

• Fire-flowers
• The Giant Oak
• Aspens
• The Vine
• Prairie Greyhounds (c.p.r. "no. 1," Westbound)
• Moonset
• The Vagabonds
• An Etching
• The Man In Chrysanthemum Land
• The Train Dogs
• Overlooked
• Beyond The Blue
• The Cattle Thief
• Penseroso
• The Quill Worker
• The Overture
• The Riders Of The Plains
• Your Mirror Frame
• Christmastide