Oh, L’Automne

Un cheval s’écroule au milieu d’une allée
Les feuilles tombent sur lui
Notre amour frissonne
Et le soleil aussi.

Author: Jacques Prévert

This beautiful piece of poetry always makes me shiver. The scene is static, there’s a horse stopped in the middle of an alley and the leaves are falling over him. It’s autumn, colors of red and yellow mark the scene.

The falling motion signifies death, going to a place of decay. It’s beautiful but when it ends, the leaves will form a carpet where no leaf is individual anymore and where they will be forgotten and will eventually rot away.
All this death in the autumn sky.
The next verses are also chilling. “Our love is shaking (from cold) and so does the sun.”
This integration of the nature with the love belongs to the romaticists of the 19th century, where the human and the surroundings were one. The love was dying and so was the world around it.
Such stunning visuals: a shriveling sun, diminished by the cold, dying with the coming of winter, unable to warm itself up anymore.

I love it.

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