October’s Bright Blue Weather

When I was a student in primary school, our teacher periodically assigned poems for all of us to commit to memory in order to increase our comprehension of the written English language. As we were all Deaf, this assignment entailed us to not only remember the English words as they were written, but also their equivalent in our manual language: American Sign Language (ASL). For students who were either ten or maybe eleven years old, this was a very intimidating task and was not undertaken lightly.

One of the “learning-aids” that my identical twin brother, Alex, and I used to complete this lesson were mental pictures of us looking through the particular poet’s eyes while we were completely bare – free from any clothing. Yes, even at that young age we were already dedicated bare practitioners (naturists/nudists). The learning tool evidently worked as earlier this month, we discovered that we are still able to recite this poem from memory.


October’s Bright Blue Weather

by Helen Hunt Jackson

O suns and skies and clouds of June,

and flowers of June together,

Ye cannot rival for one hour

October’s bright blue weather.

When loud the bumble-bee makes haste,

Belated, thriftless, vagrant,

And golden-rod is dying fast,

And lanes with grapes are fragrant;

When gentians roll their fringes tight

to save them for the morning,

And chestnuts fall from satin burrs

Without a sound of warning;

When on the ground red apples lie

In piles like jewels shining,

And redder still on old stone walls

Are leaves of woodbine twining;

When all the lovely wayside things

Their white winged seeds are sowing,

And in the fields, still green and fair,

Late aftermaths are growing;

When springs run low, and on the brooks,

In idle golden freighting,

Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush

Of woods, for winter waiting;

When comrades seek sweet country haunts,

By twos and twos together,

And counts like misers, hour by hour,

October’s bright blue weather.

O suns and skies and flowers of June,

Count all your boasts together,

Love loveth best of all the year

October’s bright blue weather.


This is just one of the many poems that Twin and I learned that year. We utilized the same nude-themed learning tool for each and every poem. If only our teachers knew what we were imagining, I’m certain most world disapprove. However, it worked for us and enabled us to complete the assignments and move forward into the next grade level.

Now, I am an educator myself. Although my students are years older than Twin and I were when we memorized this poem, I still encourage all of my students to employ “memory-tools” that work for them in whatever subject they are studying. It isn’t the method but rather the outcome that ultimately suits us both. I’ve done my job and they have done theirs.

Naked hugs!

Roger/ReNude Pride

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