Ithell Colquhoun.... Autumnal Equinox, oil on canvas 1949

Muin (Sept 2nd-30th)

I am the month of Muin, month of the vine

Exhilaration is mine through the garland of fruit

Draped from the right shoulder across the swell

Of a belly like Primavera's; yet mine of early

Fall is the realm. On the head too are grapes

And the vine-leaves wreathing my autumn-coloured hair

My robe the bluish mist of a sky pregnant

With the first heavy dews.

How calm I am! Yet is there perhaps hidden

AN anger that gives authority to my poise?

I drank from the horn-cup and swam into a trance

So deep that only attraction amethystine

Recalls me, after a voyage through gates of horn

I come now to bless and renew dreams that are true

-Ithell Colquhoun