The Autumn Poem
“Autumn mornings settle down
with swirls of cinnamon in fumbled chais.
The trailing end of sweaty days.”
And so, the perfect autumn day begins. Through stockings, books and city blocks, the poet winds their way through the falling leaves. The sunlight lingers, the winter creeps and the best of the maple months is romanticised. Inspired by T.S Eliot’s ‘Preludes’ and the English Romantics, ‘The Autumn Poem’ is an ode to the aesthetic and vibe of winter’s glorious eve.
Hey there! My name is Jess. I'm a writer, English nerd and Bookstagrammer from Wollongong, Australia. I also happen to surf very badly.
These days, I create because I can. I create out of delight, wonder and curiosity. Instead of pressuring myself to change the world (even though I would love to), I go out and have fun.
Writing fantasy, reading classics, creating poetry, filming tiny videos, dancing to Taylor Swift, immersing in nature - all are ways in which I creatively embrace this utterly wild and astonishing world. I've won a prize and been published online; I've written stories and poems that are purely mine to share.
This website holds some of my work. Instagram has the rest. Feel free to explore. And yes, while I create for fun, I do hope you enjoy what you see. :)