Hairst, Harvest Moon, Autumnal Equinox

Tomorrow rhymes with equal time.
harvest moon,
magic of equilibrium –
it has not shun at equinox since ’91…

Hairst, Harvest, Fall… festival

This is the second festival of the season of harvest – at the beginning of the harvest, at  Lammas (1 August), winter retreated to its underworld, now at the Autumn Equinox, it comes back to earth. 
Harvest Home marks a time of rest after hard work, and a ritual of thanksgiving for the fruits of the world.
This is the time to look back on the past year – what has been achieved and learnt, and to plan for the future. 

Not a time to mourn the decrepitude of summer… But time to celebrate balance within our boreal world.


The sun’s like an orange,
the earth, 
like an apple…
first gale, a tin whistler, who jumps into puddles;
the moon’s like a lamp post,
that keeps us safe
at night…
Hairst, harvest,
go and tell the sand man,
first ground frost’s a medal that shines on dried flowers,
as we turn hands of time.
© Nat Hall 2010

celebrating the autumn equinox


Filed under 60N, Arcania, celebration, earth, geopoetics, home, images, verse

2 responses to “Hairst, Harvest Moon, Autumnal Equinox

  1. I like that poem! A good thoughtful timely post!

  2. Thank you kindly, dear friend :-)This one's really playful, as equinox is perceived through the eyes of the "child".Moreover, it was inspired by a teacher-friend who was exploring similes with pupils during an English class :-)) Treasure!

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