First Fall by Maggie Smith 🍂 Cherishing Motherhood, Autumn, and Winter | Yoga Poetry Collection ||| Welcome to another reading from the Moon Medicine Yoga Poetry Collection, where poetry intertwines with mindfulness and nature. In this video, I read First Fall by Maggie Smith, a contemplative poem that captures the poignant beauty of autumn through the eyes of a parent experiencing the season anew with a child.
This collection offers moments of reflection, beauty, and connection as we explore the magic and rhythms of nature. Poetry enriches our experience, inviting us to pause, find stillness, and reconnect with the world around us in a busy life.
🌿 About the Poem: In First Fall, Maggie Smith weaves the delicate transition from summer to autumn, evoking a sense of wonder, tenderness, and melancholy. The poem reflects on the passage of time, parenthood, and the fleetingness of seasons, inspiring us to notice the beauty in change.
✨ Why Poetry Matters: At the end of all my yoga classes, I share a poem to infuse our practice with moments of reflection, beauty, and expression. It deepens our connection to nature and ourselves, adding an artistic and introspective layer to the practice.
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⁘ First Fall by Maggie Smith ⁘
I’m your guide here. In the evening-dark
morning streets, I point and name.
Look, the sycamores, their mottled,
paint-by-number bark. Look, the leaves
rusting and crisping at the edges.
I walk through Schiller Park with you
on my chest. Stars smolder well
into daylight. Look, the pond, the ducks,
the dogs paddling after their prized sticks.
Fall is when the only things you know
because I’ve named them
begin to end. Soon I’ll have another
season to offer you: frost soft
on the window and a porthole
sighed there, ice sleeving the bare
gray branches. The first time you see
something die, you won’t know it might
come back. I’m desperate for you
to love the world because I brought you here.
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Hey! I'm Alison. I’m a yoga teacher, mom, and content creator. My yoga practice has become a tool to help me move more mindfully through life and its seasons. My channel is filled with yoga inspired by the phases of the moon, the seasons, astrology and more. Enjoy your stay!
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